"I'm fine, really. I just fell accidentally while walking, it's my own fault for not being careful," Amelia said to Tyler Davis as she couldn't keep up with her lies under his silent gaze and fell quiet.
She lowered her head slightly, her slender neck outlined a graceful curve, except for the slight bruising on the side of her neck.
The bruise was faint, but clearly still visible. It was from when Quinn Cooper's men had injured her on the way to school.
His Amelia had unwittingly suffered so many injuries. He should have kept her locked up in Grace Manor no matter what she did. But he couldn't bring himself to do it.
There were too many things he couldn't do when it came to Amelia. "It's all my fault. I didn't protect you well enough," Tyler Davis said in a weak voice, feeling sorry for her.
When Amelia was surrounded, he had wanted to forcibly keep her in Grace Manor. But he couldn't bear to see her smile disappear or use force on her.
So Tyler Davis had reluctantly let Amelia return to school, suppressing all his anger and forcing himself to calm down, and dealt with those who had hurt her.
He couldn't bear to harm her in the slightest, even if it meant suppressing his own desires.
Amelia knew Tyler Davis was looking at the abrasions on her arm and panicked, "Listen to me, Tyler Davis, this is not your fault. How could it be your fault?"
Now it was Tyler Davis who was seriously injured and lying in the hospital, but he only cared about Amelia.
Her words didn't console him, but instead made him more heartbroken as he watched her. He couldn't help coughing softly, his chest feeling tight and painful.
Originally, his lung lobe was injured, and once he started coughing, it wouldn't stop. His chest was pulled and the pain was sharp. The more he coughed, the more it hurt. Tyler Davis's tall body couldn't help but curl up slightly.
Amelia was startled and quickly sat beside him, holding Tyler Davis with both hands and lightly patting his back, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine. Breathe slowly and relax!"
After a while, Tyler Davis finally calmed down. He felt like he had been drained of all his energy and leaned on Amelia's shoulder.
Amelia had never seen Tyler Davis so weak.
In his past life, Tyler Davis never showed any weakness in front of her, even if he coughed up blood. He always appeared strong, fearless of injury or pain.
But at that moment, she forgot that he was also a human being!
Feeling Amelia trembling with uncertainty, Tyler Davis looked up. Her small hand gently touched his wound and carefully examined it. Fortunately, it hadn't reopened and started bleeding again.
Amelia's dark, shining eyes looked up at Tyler Davis, misted with a hint of water. She softly and gently asked, "Tyler Davis, does it hurt?"
Perhaps her tone was too light and gentle, Tyler Davis had originally planned to shake his head out of habit, but he couldn't help but nod.
Pain and suffering had already penetrated deep into his bone marrow. Everyone only cared if he was strong, no one cared if he was in pain.
Amelia's eyes filled with mist, turning slightly red. Tyler Davis didn't dare to say he was in pain, he was afraid that the mist in Amelia's eyes would overflow.
Amelia carefully helped Tyler Davis lie down and gently stroked his chest with her small hand, smoothing out the knots in his heart little by little.
"Good, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Try your best not to cough. The doctor said it's easy to tear the wound if you cough. I know it's hard to hold back a cough, but please try..."
Amelia's worried words flowed like a stream in Tyler Davis's heart. He had never heard anyone nagging him before, but he didn't find it annoying. Instead, he felt a warm current flowing in his body, warming up all his limbs.
Tyler Davis finally calmed down. Regretting and blaming himself now was useless. The most important thing was to take better care of Amelia in the future.
Throughout the day, Amelia kept reminding Tyler Davis not to cough. Having someone constantly reminding him like this felt fresh and pleasant. He finally put down the burden of self-blame and his mood brightened.
"If you lie next to me, I won't cough!" Tyler Davis suddenly blurted out.
"Uh..." Amelia looked at the accompanying bed next to them, then at Tyler Davis's oversized hospital bed.
Previously, Tyler Davis was in a coma and couldn't stay in the intensive care unit. She almost forgot, but today she has been transferred out of the ICU.
Tyler Davis shifted slightly and looked deeply at Amelia. Amelia felt defenseless against Tyler Davis' gaze. He loved her so much that just one look made her feel like she was about to surrender.
She gently bit her lip and climbed onto the bed, lying next to Tyler Davis. He seemed very happy and pulled up his own blanket to cover Amelia too.
Feeling Tyler Davis' joy, Amelia finally relaxed after so many tense days. But then she remembered they were in a hospital and felt uncomfortable sharing a bed with him. However, Tyler Davis had never taught her to be shy in all these years, so she just felt a bit uneasy.
Amelia shrunk into the blanket, feeling uncomfortable. Tyler Davis saw her neck shrinking like a quail and couldn't help but laugh softly.
"Hehe!"
The laugh triggered a coughing fit, and Tyler Davis' brow furrowed slightly. He tried to suppress the cough but couldn't help the blush on his face, thinking of Amelia's warning.
Seeing this, Amelia's heart tightened, and she didn't care about her discomfort anymore. She kissed Tyler Davis' lips to stop his coughing. She didn't know why she did it. She just saw him struggling to breathe and kissed him like she was giving him artificial respiration, hoping it would help.
Tyler Davis was stunned but managed to suppress the cough. He couldn't let the food in his mouth go to waste, so he took the initiative to embrace Amelia and kissed her back after a long hesitation.
His kiss was as domineering as he was, as if he wanted to devour Amelia whole.
This was the first real kiss between them after Amelia's rebirth, and both felt their emotions surging and fluctuating.
Amelia felt like a small flower swaying in the wind, clinging to Tyler Davis in front of her. Her small hand remembered to protect Tyler Davis' chest and his wounds.
"Cough cough!" Suddenly, a mildly angry fake cough came from the door.
Tyler Davis finally let go of the person in his arms and looked at Amelia's lips that were kissed to a bright red, her face blushing with shyness. His expression changed, and he quickly pulled up the blanket to cover her entirely.
"..."