The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict novel Chapter 2281

"Stop talking. The doctor told you not to talk so much," said Zhuo Qianyun.

"You’re not pushing me away. Is it because you can't bear to see me in pain?" He continued to talk.

"I... I just think you saved my life, so it doesn't matter... if you want to hug me like this for a while," she stammered slightly. His scent enveloped her, making her flustered.

"Really? It doesn't matter… whether you’re grateful, compassionate, or sympathetic. At least... I hold some kind of place in your heart." Instead of her ignoring him even if he stood in front of her.

Having her ignoring him felt awful.

"Ye Wenming, what are you trying to say?" she asked.

"Qianyun, you said the words 'my husband' to Wu Huairen just now. I... I'm just asking if there's a chance that I can make our marriage more than just a formality. Can I... be your real husband?" he asked, his voice hoarse with a hint of nervousness.

It was as if he had summoned all his courage to ask this.

Zhuo Qianyun was silent. For a moment, she had no idea how to answer.

If it had been before, she would have said without hesitation that it was impossible and that it would be best if they had nothing to do with each other.

However... she hesitated. Her previous words of rejection seemed stuck in her throat, and she could not utter them all of a sudden.

Her silence made him seem happy. "Qianyun, I matter to you, don't I?"

She trembled. 'Does he matter to me?'

He used to matter so much to her.

Later, he became the pain of her life, and she tried to drive him out of her heart.

Zhuo Qianyun got up, put on a coat, and went to the next ward. When she pushed the door open, the caretaker keeping watch whispered, "Mr. Ye has fallen asleep after taking his medicine."

"I'll just watch him for a while. I won't wake him up," said Zhuo Qianyun.

The caretaker quietly withdrew from the ward.

Zhuo Qianyun went to the bedside and quietly watched the sleeping Ye Wenming.

After a long time, she raised her hand and gently caressed his bandage-bound neck.

He had cut his neck with a dagger without hesitation at the time. The scene would probably be branded in her mind for the rest of her life!

All she wanted to do at that time was to get the dagger in his hand. Her heart kept contracting. She was afraid he would just collapse and disappear from her world forever.