Contracted Bride Is Trapped By Her Husband - Chapter 181

Chapter 181 Is The Voice An Illusion?

“Sir, is there anything I can do for you?”

“Go help Jocelyn get discharged.”

Hearing Aren’s order, Luke nodded. Just as he was about to leave, he thought of the phone Eliza gave him and stopped.

Luke took out his phone from his pocket. “Miss Jocelyn, this is the phone Miss Eliza asked me to give you. She asked me to tell you that you can call her if you need anything.”

Hearing that, Jocelyn looked in the direction of the door, as if she was searching for traces of Eliza.

“Don’t worry. Miss Eliza looked very tired, so I asked her to go back and rest. She’s not injured.”

Luke was indeed a considerate man. He answered all the questions that Jocelyn wanted to ask and put her at ease.

In fact, the moment she was lying on the ground and on the verge of death, Jocelyn regretted calling Eliza. She couldn’t imagine what kind of atrocities Miles would do to her if she came in alone.

Fortunately, Eliza wasn’t injured, which dissipated a lot of the guilt that Jocelyn was suffering from.

“If there’s nothing else you need me to do, I’ll get lost.”

Jocelyn nodded and smiled gratefully at Luke, grateful that he had told her about Eliza.

Jocelyn, who had her eyes on Luke, did not notice that Aren, who was sitting next to her, had a dark expression on his face that made him look like he was about to rain.

This made Luke, who was facing Aren, feel an immense pressure. He couldn’t even breathe properly. Luke left the ward with a stiff smile. The moment he closed the door, he patted his chest and exhaled.

He thought that he needed to do a full-body checkup in the hospital to see if his heart was intact and if his body was healthy.

Just looking at Aren, he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his mouth. “It seems that I really need to take a break and relaxes. At this rate, I will definitely be the shortest-lived assistant in New York.”

At the thought that he had never held a girl’s hand in all the years he had lived, Luke became depressed. He decided to take a two-month leave.

It would be perfect if he could come across a beautiful woman in a strange city and start a romantic love story there!

While Luke was immersed in his beautiful fantasy, Jocelyn, who was in the ward, suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to ask Luke about Miles. Jocelyn facepalmed, but she accidentally touched the swelling from bumping into Aren’s chin.

The sudden pain made Jocelyn shed tears. Before she could do anything, a pair of large hands held her face.

Through her blurred vision, Jocelyn saw Aren’s beautiful face getting closer to her, and the cool breeze on her forehead.

It was Aren blowing air at Jocelyn’s forehead.

Jocelyn blinked, and tears trickled down her face. This made the world in front of Jocelyn instantly clearer, so clear that she could see the worry and concern in Aren’s eyes.

Seeing his own reflection in her blue eyes, Aren’s mind went blank for a moment.

Instinctively, he looked away. Jocelyn was stunned, wondering why Aren didn’t want to look at her.

Jocelyn thought that her gaze made Aren uncomfortable. After all, it was indeed impolite to stare at someone.

“You silly girl!”

After calming himself, Aren said.

“Lie down and rest. Luke probably won’t be back very soon.”

If it weren’t for the fact that Jocelyn knew her ears were working fine, she would’ve thought the voice just now was just an illusion.

Perhaps… this was really just an illusion.

Otherwise, why did things become so strange the moment she woke up?

Jocelyn slowly lay back on the hospital bed under Aren’s gaze and closed her eyes.

Perhaps it was because the room was too quiet, or perhaps it was because Jocelyn felt safe in this environment, she suddenly fell asleep. Hearing Jocelyn’s breathing gradually becoming gentler, Aren couldn’t help but put a finger under her nose to check if she was alive.