My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 220

As Quennel carried her away, Hannah’s head rested on his shoulder, her eyes fixed on Lionel, who hadn’t moved.

He had heard Sandra tried to kill herself, had crashed his car racing to her side in a storm, and was now waiting for her outside the operating room after a cursory patch-up. The moment he saw Hannah, he had started blaming her, attacking her.

But she hadn’t done anything. Why… why did he keep doing this to her?

Hannah closed her eyes in despair, the tears soaking Quennel’s sleeve. She bit her lip, trying to stifle her sobs.

Quennel could feel her body shaking. “Hannah, don’t cry,” he murmured, his own heart aching. “It’s okay. I’m here. I won’t let him hurt you. I’ll protect you. Don’t cry. Don’t let him ruin your health.”

Hannah clutched his shirt, gasping for air, unable to speak.

The doctor determined it was nothing serious, just a vasovagal response brought on by extreme stress. But he warned that if she experienced such intense emotional swings again, she could be at risk for a stroke or an aneurysm.

At Quennel’s insistence, the doctor admitted her for observation.

“Quennel, this is unnecessary. It’s too much,” Hannah said from the hospital bed, an IV line in her hand.

“Too much? Did you not hear the doctor? If you weren’t so young and healthy, you could have fainted just now.” Quennel gently pushed her back down as she tried to sit up. “A lot has happened today. For now, you just need to rest. I’ll be right here. Just call out if you need anything.”

He tucked the blanket around her and dimmed the main lights, leaving only a small, warm lamp on. “Are you thirsty? I can have someone bring water.”

Hannah shook her head. Just as she was about to speak, the door opened. They both turned to look.

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