You're Just My Ex-Husband,My Lord-Chapter 219- struggle

Zoey later checked in with Laurent and the others in the group, apologizing for worrying them during the day. She mentioned that she had gone to the hospital, received an IV drip, and her fever had gone down, feeling much better.

Vivian sent a crying emoji:

Zoey, you really scared us! Thankfully, Leonardo was there today, otherwise, you would have been alone...

Vivian didn’t have the courage to continue.

Laurent then spoke up:

Zoey, Marylin, I think it’s time for you two to find a man to rely on while you’re out there alone.

Marylin laughed loudly:

I’m my own man, I don’t need a man.

Laurent: ...

Vivian: ...

Vivian then protested unhappily:

Can you two stop being so strong-willed? Zoey, after what happened today, Laurent and I were really worried about you both being alone out there.

Vivian then persuaded Zoey:

Leonardo is our classmate. If you need anything, just ask him for help, don’t be shy.

Zoey replied after a while:

After Leonardo brought me to the hospital, I asked him to leave. His identity is what it is, and it wouldn’t be good if he was recognized or photographed.

Vivian was completely shocked when she heard that Zoey had asked Leonardo to leave:

You’re this sick, and you let him go? So now you’re all alone?

Zoey replied with one word:

Mm.

Vivian didn’t even know what to say anymore.

Laurent, knowing Leonardo’s special status and having suffered because of it last time, thought that given Zoey’s current situation, she really should have someone else, like a colleague or a friend, stay with her. So she said to Zoey:

Zoey, even though you asked Leonardo to leave, I think you should call a colleague or a friend to stay with you for a bit.

Zoey replied:

Mm, a friend will come later.

Vivian’s curiosity was immediately piqued, and she asked right away:

Is it a guy or a girl?

Zoey replied:

A guy.

Vivian was thrilled:

Oh my, he’s going to stay with you this late? He definitely likes you.

Zoey, I’m not saying this, but you should just get married already. You’re getting older, don’t be too picky.

Zoey avoided Vivian’s teasing topic:

It’s too late. I won’t keep you from resting. I need to sleep and recharge.

Then, she stopped appearing in the group chat.

Marylin criticized Vivian:

Just because he likes her doesn’t mean she likes him back. There’s no talk of marriage here.

Vivian sent a crying emoji:

That’s true. I don’t know why I got so excited earlier, it felt like I was marrying off my daughter.

I think I understand Weiwei’s feelings now. She just wants you both to be happy and have a man to take care of you as soon as possible.

Laurent said this, and Vivian sent her a hugging emoji.

The older, single Marylin finally ended the conversation:

I’m going to do a face mask and sleep now.

So the four of them went their separate ways.

Dave’s hospital room was a bit more upscale, with a spacious and comfortable sofa. Laurent decided to make do and rest there for the night.

After finishing her chat with Zoey and the others, she put her phone away and looked over at Dave, who had been focused on his documents. After dinner, the company’s secretary had sent over some urgent files that required his decisions, and he had been at it ever since.

Laurent reminded him:

"Get some rest early."

Dave glanced at her, then put away the files and handed them to her.

Laurent helped him place them on the nearby table, then assisted him to wash up.

He could manage brushing his teeth with one hand, but washing his face or showering was out of the question.

Considering his injuries, Laurent kindly suggested:

"I think you should skip the shower today. It might affect your wounds."

Dave nodded and glanced at him:

"Mm, it’s fine if I don’t shower. I guess I won’t sleep tonight then."

Laurent stood there awkwardly for a moment, gathering her courage before speaking up:

"How about... I help you wipe down your body with a wet towel?"

When she decided to stay and take care of him that night, she had anticipated she might need to do things like this. After all, they had been married for five years, and she knew a lot about his habits.

He was extremely particular about cleanliness, and before sleeping, he absolutely had to take a shower. If not, he couldn’t sleep.

She convinced herself that it wasn’t a big deal—he had been injured for her, and they had lived together for five years, so there was no need to be shy. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Dave squinted at her:

"Are you sure you want to do that?"

Laurent gritted her teeth and nodded. She couldn’t let him lie awake all night; he was a patient and needed his rest.

Dave leaned against the bathroom sink, suddenly bending toward her. Laurent immediately stepped back, but he seemed displeased:

"You can’t even kiss me, yet you think you can wipe my body?"

Laurent glared at him. Was he intentionally making excuses to try and kiss her? Whether she was willing to kiss him or wipe his body was two entirely different matters, right?

"You want to wipe, then go ahead. If you don’t, then forget it."

Laurent tossed him that line. He glanced at her sideways, then stood in front of her, slightly spreading his arms.

"Then go ahead, start by taking off my clothes."

Laurent’s face suddenly flushed, and she glared at him with some embarrassment and frustration. She gritted her teeth and extended her hand to unbutton his hospital gown

The atmosphere in the room was too quiet, and the scene between them was too intimate. The gaze above them was too intense, making Laurent feel like her heart was about to leap out of her chest.

Of course, Dave wasn’t in a much better situation. As Laurent unbuttoned his gown and removed the top half of his hospital attire, he suddenly whispered her name:

"Laurent..."

Laurent, feeling dizzy, thought he might be calling her for something, so she raised her eyes to look at him. Then his lips met hers.

The gentle touch quickly turned into a powerful force that consumed her breath, pulling her thoughts away.

Laurent didn’t dare struggle, fearing it might affect his wounds.

She couldn’t pull away anyway. His lips were burning hot, and he sucked on hers fiercely, making her body go limp. She leaned against the washbasin behind her for support.

After a while, Dave finally released her.

Both of them were left breathless.

Laurent was wearing a loose V-neck sweater, and the collar had been pulled down to her shoulder by his uninjured hand. If he hadn’t been hurt, Laurent wasn’t sure what would have happened next.