Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts novel Chapter 261

Ethan kissed her forehead, her face, and in his arms, Ines gradually stopped crying, burying her head deep in his chest. After a while, Ines lifted her head from Ethan's arms, with tear marks all over her face, and said hoarsely, "Ethan, you go freshen up first, I've messed up your clothes."

"I'm fine, you need to wash your face too, or you'll feel uncomfortable when you sleep, let's go together." Ethan didn't want to leave Ines alone, fearing she would fall into chaotic thoughts again.

Ines nodded, and Ethan led her to the bathroom. She was like a puppet, letting Ethan wash her face, not until Ethan wiped her face with a towel did she react, saying, "I can do it myself, you go take a shower, it's getting late."

With that, she took the towel and left the bathroom.

Ethan immediately took a shower, probably the fastest one in his life, coming out of the bathroom in about five minutes.

Ines was already lying on her side in bed, her back to him. Ethan dried his hair, lifted the quilt and lay down, holding her in his arms. Ines turned around, her face against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Izzy, sleep well." Ethan kissed her forehead lightly.

Ines was probably tired from crying, and soon fell asleep. Ethan, however, was curious about what was written in that book, so he didn't turn off the bedside lamp and started flipping through the book gently.

Reading the bits and pieces recorded in the text, Ethan felt a sting in his eyes, filled with emotions.

It's not advisable for couples to not express their doubts in time. Much of the tragedy between them was for this reason.

Luckily, he and Ines were both people who would speak out when they had problems, rather than suppressing them all the time, otherwise it would definitely affect their marital relationship.

He couldn't judge Hunter as a person, but he was sure, Hunter wasn't a good husband, but he was indeed a good father.

Everything he did for his two daughters was beyond reproach.

Ethan glanced at Ines in his arms. Her breathing was steady and there were no signs of nightmares. He turned off the bedside lamp and fell asleep holding her.

The next day, as soon as Ines woke up, she felt discomfort in her eyes.

Ethan woke up too, noticing her unease, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"My eyes feel uncomfortable like I can hardly open them," Ines said quietly.

Ethan took a look and found that her eyes were terribly swollen, especially her upper eyelids.

"It's okay, it's just swollen from crying. Close your eyes, I'll give you a massage."

Hearing this, Ines closed her eyes, and Ethan pressed on her eye sockets with his middle and ring fingers, repeating several times from the inner corner to the outer corner of her eyes, but the effect was not significant.

So, he got up and prepared some saline in the kitchen, soaked a gauze in it and applied it to her eyes, waiting for quite a while before removing the gauze.

"Try and see, how do you feel now?" He asked.