Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband (Lily and Ryan) novel Chapter 122

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Ethan had already regained consciousness when he overheard his parents discussing two conditions with Lily. Initially, as he opened his eyes, he felt a wave of confusion. Where was he? What had happened? One by one, fragmented memories of the accident began flooding back into his mind. 

The first thought that struck him was about his wife. Where was she? She had been waiting for him, and he was supposed to pick her up. Had she heard about the accident? If so, she must have been frantic with 

worry. 

Unable to move much due to his injuries, Ethan turned his head slightly and realized he was in a hospital. His parents were seated nearby, happily chatting with Lily. Watching the smile on his wife’s face brought a wave of relief to his heart. 

Before the accident, he had often worried about whether his parents would accept Lily as their daughter–in- law. He knew they had already chosen someone for him–the daughter of their closest friends. It had been a delicate situation, and Ethan wasn’t sure how things would unfold. 

But now, seeing the scene in front of him, he felt a sense of joy and peace. His parents had clearly embraced Lily, and their warm interaction reassured him. It meant the world to him that his wife now had someone to call “Mom” and “Dad,” filling the void of parental love she had missed during her childhood. 

Ethan silently promised himself that he would do everything in his power to find her biological parents and reunite them as one big, happy family. Until then, he was grateful that his own parents could provide her with the affection and care she deserved. 

For a while, Ethan enjoyed watching the lively atmosphere in the room. The teasing and laughter among his parents and Lily were heartwarming. But as time ticked by, he began to feel a little sour. It had been over ten minutes since he’d woken up, yet no one seemed to notice him. 

He watched them joke and pull each other’s legs, completely engrossed in their banter. His lips formed a small pout as he realized his wife’s attention was entirely on them instead of him. The longer it went on, the more he felt like a forgotten patient. 

How could they ignore me? he thought indignantly. I’m the one lying here injured, and they’re busy having fun without me? And my wife… how could she let them take her attention away from me? 

The thought made him grumble internally. Heartless people! Cruel Wife Attention Grabbers! 

Determined to reclaim the spotlight, Ethan cleared his throat and coughed loudly, breaking the lively chatter. The sudden sound startled everyone, and they all turned toward him. Finally, they realized that the patient they had been happily ignoring was wide awake and waiting for their attention. 

As Ethan’s eyes fluttered open, Lily’s face lit up with a bright smile. She rushed to his bedside, her voice filled with relief and excitement. “Ethan, you’re awake!” 

He blinked a few times, his gaze meeting hers, calm and unreadable. 

“How are you feeling?” she asked softly, leaning closer. “Do you need anything? Should I call the doctor? Are you in any pain?” 

“W–water,” Ethan croaked in a hoarse voice, his throat dry. 

Lily quickly nodded, pouring a glass of water with trembling hands. She adjusted his bed carefully, helping him sit upright before holding the glass to his lips. He took a few sips, his parched throat finally soothed. 

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“Thank you so much, beautiful lady,” Ethan murmured, his tone polite. 

Lily froze mid–smile, blinking in confusion. Did he just call me… beautiful lady? 

“W–what did you just call me?” she stammered, her heart sinking. 

“Beautiful lady,” he repeated innocently. “I’m sorry… I don’t know your name. Are you the nurse?” His gaze wandered around the room before landing on his parents. “Mom? Dad? You’re here too. What’s going on? Why am I in a hospital?” 

It was as if Lily had been struck by lightning. Her body stiffened, and tears welled up in her eyes as her mind struggled to process his words. 

Everyone in the room froze, their faces mirroring the same shock. Beatrice, Ethan’s mother, stepped forward, her expression scrutinizing. She looked into her son’s eyes, trying to read him. 

Under his mother’s sharp gaze, Ethan swallowed hard but managed to maintain his indifferent expression. 

“Ethan, you don’t remember anything?” Beatrice asked, her tone both concerned and probing. 

“No, Mom,” Ethan replied, his hand moving to rub his forehead as though in pain. “What am I doing here? What happened to me?” 

Beatrice’s lips curled into a knowing smirk. Ah, so my son thinks he can fool me? she mused silently. You may be a good actor, Ethan, but I’m your mother. Let’s see how long you can keep up this charade.