NovelEnglishAlthough, Sebastian only said that he loved her in her nightmare-not in reality.
However, as long as he could wake up, she would be willing to do anything he asked of her, even if he really loved her.
Yvonne heard Rosalie's cries, and immediately knocked on her door. "Rose, what's wrong?" Rosalie wiped her tears, and sat up on the bed.
"I'm fine," she reassured Yvonne.
She then got out of bed, and opened the door. Yvonne saw the pale and distraught look on her face, and beceven more concerned.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Rose, are you crying again?" There were streaks of tears on Rosalie's face.
"I'm fine. I just had a bad dream," Rosalie said.
Yvonne sighed. "Do you want to sleep in a while longer?" Rosalie shook her head. "Nah. The sun is up, it's tforto get up." Yvonne nodded. "Go wash up. I'll prepare breakfast." "Letdo it," Rosalie said.
Yvonne said, "No need. I'm in the middle of preparing it. I'm capable of putting together a breakfast meal. Go ahead and wash up first." Rosalie nodded, and headed to the washroom in her room.
After she cout of the washroom, she saw Yvonne preparing breakfast in an open kitchen, a serious look on her face. There were toasts with sunny side up and oatmeal. Rosalie looked at the spread before her, but didn't have much appetite.
"What's the matter, Rose? Are these not to your liking?" Rosalie shook her head. "No, it's just..." "It's fine that you're worried about my brother, but you can't skip meals. You have to eat a little, even if you don't have an appetite. You're not just eating for yourself now." Rosalie nodded. She had a baby to feed, and had to provide her baby with nutrients even if she didn't feel like eating.
When she was just done with a bowl of oatmeal, she received a call from the hospital. The caller told her that something had happened to Sebastian, and he was being sent to the operating theater.
Terrified, Rosalie immediately rushed to the hospital with Yvonne. When they arrived, Sebastian was still in the operating theater. Christopher was waiting outside.
"Uncle, how is Seb?" Yvonne asked anxiously.
"He's still being operated on. We have to wait to hear from the doctor regarding the specifics," Christopher said. Rosalie could hardly stand straight. Yvonne had to hold onto her and sit her down on a chair.
Christopher stared at Rosalie with a strange look. He walked up to them, and said, "The doctor operating on him is an expert I called over. They thoroughly examined Seb's medical record yesterday, so don't get so worried. For all we know..." "Don't comfort me," Rosalie cut him off. "I don't want to hear any hopeful words. I don't want to end up disappointed. Say no more, both of you." Rosalie covered her ears, hung her head low, and sobbed bitterly.
Christopher was at a loss for what to do next. A man like him hardly encountered such situations and experienced such emotions. No matter the scenario, he never failed to face it calmly. Yet now, he found himself a little nervous.
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thing Yvonne patted Rosalie's back. "Okay, we won't say anything. We'll just wait quietly and pray for Seb." Just then, a voice cfrom along the corridor.
"How is Seb?" Geoffrey and Xyla were here.
by phone: They had been at a secluded and quiet place, and were uncontactable stopher had to send someone to that place and inform them in person.
Upon receiving the news, the couple threw everything over through the side and rushed over through the night. Upon seeing her parents arrive, Yvonne stood.
"Dad, Mom... Seb is now..." She didn't know how to go on.
Christopher stepped forward. "Cwith me. I'll tell you more." He brought the couple elsewhere, and explained the situation to them.
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