Jamesâs thick eyelashes drooped, reflecting Ameliaâs worried expression in his dim gaze.
He didnât want her to worry, so he pursed his thin lips and remained silent. Seeing him like this, Ameliaâs eyes darkened.
âIf you keep hiding things from me like you used to, then I wonât tell you anything either in the future.â
After she had a heart transplant, she constantly took medication to prevent rejection and treat infertility.
Who knows what could happen to her one day.
James constantly paid attention to changes in her body and would occasionally ask her about them.
Amelia would tell him, but if she were to hide things from him in the futureâ¦
James, who cared deeply about her health, stared at Ameliaâs face and hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly.
âI have a headache.â
Upon hearing him say that, Ameliaâs heart sank, and she quickly went to massage his temples.
âIs your brain tumor recurring?â
Thinking of this possibility, she grabbed Jamesâs hand and pulled him towards the door.
âWe need to go to the hospital for a check-up now.â
She feared nothing more than something happening to James. If he were to be in danger, she wouldnât be able to go on living either.
James grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his embrace, then wrapped his arms around her waist and placed her on the table.
âThe doctor checked and said itâs just a headache caused by excessive brain use. It hasnât recurred, so donât worry about me.â
It was the same old story. When he had a brain tumor before, he had lied to her like this. And what happened?
âIf you want me not to worry, then listen to me and come with me to the hospital for a check-up.â
She knew the Evans family had a branch in the capital, and no matter how late it was, as long as James went, there would definitely be a doctor to examine him.
Thinking of this, she didnât care whether he agreed or not. She came down from the table and pulled him towards the changing room.
âI can only rest assured if the check-up says I have nothing to worry about.â
Watching her anxious and nervous figure, a faint smile gradually appeared on Jamesâs face.
âHaving your care is enough for me. I donât want you to be so tired.â
He had put her through a lot of trouble tonight, making her run around for him multiple times. How could he bear to let her do it again in the middle of the night?
He took the shirt that Amelia had taken out of the wardrobe and put it back, then picked her up in a princess carry.
âLetâs go to sleep first. We can talk about the check-up tomorrow.â
Amelia wanted to persuade him, but he silenced her with a dominant and possessive kiss.
He held her and kissed her all the way from the changing If it werenât for the fact that he was afraid she would be too tired, he probably would have done it againâ¦.
Fortunately, this kiss ultimately ended after a taste.
That night, James held Amelia and had the most peaceful sleep he had had in yearsâ¦