Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 2244

One of the doctors explained, "You spend the most time with Mr. Nicholls, so you should know best what's troubling him. Couples need to communicate often and calmly. Mr. Nicholls's wound is dangerously close to his heart. If it leads to myocarditis or something similar, the situation could become dire."

Mavis nodded, lowering her eyes. "He's the patient. I'll be accommodating."

The doctors scribbled in their charts and began to file out.

Before leaving, one added, "Don't worry too much. We've given him medication. Mr. Nicholls should wake up soon."

"Alright," she replied, then turned to Troy. "Please see the doctors out."

Troy nodded and politely escorted all the medical staff away.

Soon, only the "unconscious" Nathaniel, Tommy, and Mavis remained in the room.

Mavis asked Tommy, "Why are you here?"

Tommy smiled sheepishly. "I came to report on some work matters to Mr. Nicholls, but I arrived just as he collapsed. I guess work will have to wait."

He made a hasty exit, not wanting to intrude on the couple's private moment. "Mrs. Nicholls, please stay with Mr. Nicholls. I have work to attend to, so I'll be going now."

"Wait," Mavis called, but Tommy had already disappeared, and the room fell silent.

Mavis sighed and sat by the bed.

Under the ceiling lights, the sweat on Nathaniel's forehead was glaringly obvious. After a moment's hesitation, Mavis decided to wipe it off with a wet wipe.

As soon as the wipe touched his pale face, Nathaniel woke up, grasping her hand.

"You're here," he uttered weakly.

His beautiful blue eyes were filled with exhaustion, and his long lashes cast shadows beneath them. Even sick, his face remained strikingly handsome.

"How's Evan doing?" he asked.

"His injuries are severe. There's no way he could improve significantly so quickly," Mavis sighed. "He's in low spirits after such a shocking incident."

Mavis froze, staring at him in disbelief. She had a strange feeling that Nathaniel was being unusually considerate this morning, his gaze lacking its usual coldness, instead filled with warmth.

Did he hit himself in the head?

Ignoring her stunned expression, Nathaniel focused on wiping her mouth, then could not resist touching her cheek to check her complexion.

"You have dark circles under your eyes. Didn't you sleep well? Do you want to rest here for a while?"

The VIP room's bed was large enough for two, but Mavis shook her head firmly.

"No need. I just came to check on you. Now that you're fine, I should go back downstairs."

Nathaniel instantly soured.

She was going back to Evan, even when he looked so weak and pitiful?