The Officer's Runaway Wife and Secret Son novel Chapter 360

Rhys looked down, letting his lashes cast a shadow that shielded the raw ache in his eyes.

There was a time when Clara wanted to be with him every second they were at home.

He was an early riser, and even though Clara was dead tired, she would drag herself out of bed to join him in the bathroom, practically hanging off him. While he brushed his teeth, she would hug his waist from behind, rubbing her face against his back, trying to kiss his cheek with a mouth full of toothpaste suds.

And he would push her away in disgust.

Rhys had never told her that he wasn't disgusted at all. He had to wash his face anyway, so what was a little toothpaste foam?

In those early mornings, looking in the mirror at her clinging to his back, at her sleepy yet utterly dependent eyes, he would feel an indescribable sense of contentment.

It was a warmth he had never experienced in his life.

Now, he had finally learned not to push her away. He could even kneel and beg her not to leave. But the girl who used to cling to him and shower him with affection didn't want him anymore.

The car finally turned into the emergency entrance of Brighton City General Hospital.

As Clara brought the car to a stop, Mia was already waiting with two nurses and a gurney.

"Clara!" Mia hurried over as Clara got out of the car. "Thank you so much. Rhys, he…"

"Let's not talk now. We don't even know how high his fever is. Let's just get him inside," Clara said, moving aside to open the passenger door.

Rhys sat motionless. When a nurse tried to help him, he waved her away.

Clara stood by the open door, urging him, "Get out of the car."

"I won't," Rhys suddenly started acting like a child. "Not unless you promise me one thing."

The nurses and Mia were stunned.

He took a breath and continued, "Don't leave. Wait for me to come out. I have something to tell you."

"Can't you say it now?"

"I'm not thinking clearly. I can't explain it properly, and you won't listen anyway."

Clara was getting annoyed, her tone sharp. "Why should I wait for you? I've done more than enough by bringing you here. If you don't get out now, I'll have security drag you out."

"Then call them," Rhys retorted, leaning back against the seat and closing his eyes. "I'm not getting out either way."

Mia stood by, wanting to intervene but not daring to. A car behind them in the emergency lane was already honking.

Clara gritted her teeth and nodded.

Only then did Rhys move.

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