Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son (Ethan and Janet)

Chapter 222 Ethan's Tenderness

Ethan quickly took out a coat from the wardrobe and helped Janet put it on. He then carried her in his arms and was about to go to the hospital.

It was at this moment Janet woke up. Her vision was blurry, so she rubbed her eyes hard. The light in the room was just too bright and it shone in her eyes. She couldn't see Ethan's face clearly, but she could make out his outline.

Janet frowned and she wanted to say something, but her throat was too dry. Her body was weak at this moment. More so, she felt dizzy and there was a sharp pain in her head. It was as if someone had hit her temple with a blunt weapon. Although she couldn't remember what Ethan had said outside her door last night, she knew for sure that he had just made the usual silly explanation.

Last night was the height of it all for Janet. She had never been that angry before. She couldn't help but think that her marriage with Ethan would be hanging by a thread soon. What happened made her so sad that she didn't know what to do.

Janet had run directly into her room, locked the door, and thrown herself on the bed. The memories of her miserable childhood flooded her mind at that moment. She recalled how the Lind family had maltreated her and how she ended up getting married to Ethan.

'God, why do I have to suffer every time? My childhood had been terrible. The Linds treated me like an outcast for many years. I never had a stable place to call home until I got married to Ethan. But my little happiness is about to be taken away now that Charis is back. Why do I have such ill-luck?'

Janet had thought about her predicament and questioned God for so long that she didn't know when she dozed off. All she remembered was that the wind had been so strong that it rustled the leaves on the trees.

She had fallen asleep without covering herself with the blanket. In the middle of the night, she woke up because of the cold. Her nose was stuffy and her mouth was dry. She felt so dizzy and her eyes hurt from crying too much. Judging by the dehydration and her stuffy nose, Janet knew she had caught a cold. She wanted to go out to drink hot water or take some medicine from the cabinet.

But when she was about to open the door, she hesitated. Something told her that Ethan was on the other side of the door. She didn't want to see him because she knew he would pester her to give him a listening ear.

Talking things out wasn't on her mind at that time, so she laid back on the bed. She decided to cover herself with the blanket and continue to sleep. She thought she would recover from the cold by tomorrow if she sweated all night. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

But her expectation was just a pipe dream. She got the opposite of what she had expected. The simple cold seemed to develop into a fever by the time she woke up.

Janet was still mad at Ethan. She hit his chest weakly because she didn't want to be in his arms. She managed to get off him even though her legs felt wobbly.

Ethan slapped his forehead frustratedly. He then grabbed her wrists and pulled her close. "Please, don't be stubborn now. I have to take you to the hospital."

In the blink of an eye, he carried her on his shoulder, wrapped both of his strong arms around her waist, and took her out of the room.

Like a child who was about to throw a tantrum, Janet resisted with all her strength. But he was too strong for her. She had no choice but to give up after a while. In this way, Ethan took her out of the house.

When he got to the roadside, he quickly hailed a taxi and told the driver the name of a private hospital.

Ethan didn't let go of Janet even after they got into the car. With his arms wrapped around her, he began to talk to her.

"How do you feel, Janet? Do you feel very feverish?" He gently wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead with his soft fingers. There were worry lines on his forehead, but a glint of tenderness shone in his eyes.

Ethan's jaw formed a beautiful arc as he lowered his head. All of a sudden, he stared deeply into Janet's eyes as his dark eyes continued to glisten. He then gave her a warm kiss on the top of her nose. The high bridge of his nose rested just above her forehead at this time.

A warm feeling filled Janet's heart immediately.

She didn't know how to react to his kiss, so she closed her tired eyes again. She also didn't want to look at him while he stared at her like that.

The ride to the hospital took only a few minutes.

Carrying his wife in his strong arms, Ethan rushed to the inpatient department and went through the necessary procedures. He then took her to the assigned ward and laid her carefully on the bed.

Shortly after, a young man who was dressed in a clean white gown and a light blue mask came in. He seemed to be a doctor in this hospital. He was tall and thin, with charming eyebrows and eyes. There was a very light red mole under one of his eyes. He looked very gentle and delicate, but something about him made people afraid of him. The mole wasn't scary, so it was hard to pinpoint what exactly made him terrifying.