"The woman was paid to attack me." She changed the subject in a high-pitched voice. "When you're better, the police will come by for interrogation." She gazed at him. "You don't seem surprised by this news... You' not going to tell me?!"
"Lily, you are married to one of the richest and most influential men in Europe. In order to weaken me, you're a good target." He saw the fear in her eyes and hurried to promise her. "In any case, you don't need to worry about something like that. Leave it to me. I'll protect you and Adrien with my life."
"This time you got yourself into the hospital! You need to rest now. So don't move and get well quickly. Adrian and l need you!" He saw horror and fear in her eyes that she wanted to hide with a pitiful smile.
"Speaking of which, where is Adrien?" He asked to change the depressing subject.
Lily turned her head and pointed to a small cot in the background.
"He's asleep. He was pretty shaken up by the whole thing. He was afraid of losing you..."
"Seems like I've been worrying you too much." Only now did he realize that he had no idea how much time had actually passed. "How long was I out?"
"It's Tuesday! You've been unconscious for a while."
He winced and moaned out loud.
She immediately straightened up and let her worried look wander over his body. "Does something hurt you? Where does it hurt?" She jumped off her chair. "I'll call the doctor!"
"Don't go!" He reached for her wrist, although it hurt, he did not want to let her go. "I'm fine!"
"But...?"
He shook his head. "I'm all right now..."
With a wrinkled forehead she continued to examine him.
"I'm really fine." He tried to reassure her. Alexandre grinned, he liked that she cared and looked after him like that. The beeping of the monitor increased again, he was all too aware of how fast his heart started racing under his chest because of her.
Lily gave Alexandre a stern look as she stared anxiously at the monitor. "A doctor should better be informed that you're awake. Your heart rate seems pretty high." Lily stood up and reached out her hand for the button on the side of his bed.
Alexandre looked at the drip that was hanging next to his bed and sighed in annoyance. Anyway, he couldn't help it, that the time alone with her seemed to be too short. He swore that once he was out of here, he would get more than a kiss. His feelings had triggered an irrepressible desire in him. His head was buzzing with the sudden changes in his inner life, he had just guessed what he felt for her and now - he didn't understand himself anymore. All he wanted was her.
He looked to the side to hide how excited he was. "Do you know when I'll be discharged?" He finally asked.
Lily looked at him without understanding. At first, she didn't understand what he was getting at. But as she put the pieces together, her eyes became suspicious. Yet she could not long conceal her concern for him within it. "I spoke to your family on the phone. Your mother and sister are at the hotel, they will come back to see you in the morning. Your father has taken over everything in the company until you are fully recovered. If you hope to sit soon at your office desk, don't bother thinking about it until you get the doctor's permission."
"Give me three days and I´m as good as new."
"Nonsense, you don't need to play the hero. You have a deep wound that will leave a scar..."
"This way I can remind you even at a ripe old age, even if I'm frail, with a bad character and full of wrinkles, that you must always take good care of your beloved husband."
Lily lifted her eyes, only a gentle smile played around her lips. There was a calm in her gaze. She grasped his hand, a gentle warmth surrounded his hand as she held it and drew delicate little circles in the palm of his hand. But suddenly her gaze became hard, an furious spark flashed across her eyes, but her smile was as sweet as sugar. "This isn't a joke, Alexandre." She said agitated. "I promise you, in three days, you'll still be lying here. Try to get used to the idea that you'll probably spend another week or two enjoying hospital comfort." Slowly she leaned forward towards him. Her hand lay gently on his cheek. Her eyes were clouded with worry and fear. "You will stay in bed until you are cured. I will take care of it myself!"
His heart began to race. "Well! That means two wonderful weeks of vacation in the hospital for you and me!" He smirked peacefully and self-satisfied. But this magical moment was abruptly interrupted by a young doctor in a white coat and stethoscope around his neck peering into the room. Lily sat back down on the chair at his side. But Alexandre held on to her hand and continued to grin broadly as he happily greeted the doctor.
Busily, the man informed Alexandre of the progress of his treatment before checking the drip, cables and tubes, and the bandaged wound.