Chapter 1182
However-
As soon as Zane stepped into the hospital room, something hit him hard on the head!
A forceful blow struck the back of his skull, making him feel like his head was
about to split open.
Grimacing in pain, Zane spun around to see what had happened.
Winona stood there, clutching a ceramic figurine, peering at him from behind the door with wide, wary eyes.
Rubbing the back of his head, Zane asked with a twisted expression, “Winona, what was that for? Why’d you hit me p>
Winona blinked, still half-dazed. “Zane? Oh my goodness, I thought you were a burglar or something! Are you okay, honey p>
She rushed over, dropping the figurine, which landed squarely on Zane’s foot with a thud that might as well have been a sledgehammer’s strike. Zane winced, hopping on one foot in agony.
Winona gasped, “Oh no, Zane, are you alright? Doctor, doctor p>
“I’m fine, don’t shout!” Zane grimaced through clenched teeth.
Tears welled up in Winona’s eyes. “I’m so sorry, honey. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Did I hurt you bad p>
Zane took a deep breath, trying to swallow his irritation. “It’s okay, really. Don’t worry. No tears, alright p>
Despite the throbbing pain, Zane managed to coax Winona back to bed, gently soothing her until she seemed to drift off to sleep.
He lay beside her, careful not to disturb her, knowing he had a mountain of issues waiting once she was asleep. Winona had just been brought back, and he still had no idea what the situation was out there.
Winona nestled against him, her breathing steady and calm. Zane waited patiently, thinking she was finally asleep. Just as he started to ease his arm away
Winona’s eyes snapped open!
She stared intently at Zane, her expression unreadable.
Zane froze, and before he could react, Winona kicked him right off the bed!
In an instant, she leaped from the bed, landing squarely on his stomach!
“Oof Zane groaned as the wind was knocked out of him, feeling like his gut might burst.
Clutching his stomach, Zane curled up, trying to protect himself from further assault.
Winona’s eyes flashed with a cold glint as she zeroed in on his injured ankle. She began kicking it mercilessly, each blow more forceful than the last.
“Villain! You think you can hurt me while I sleep? I’ll teach you a lesson!” she shouted.
Zane was on the verge of crying out in pain, “Winona, stop! I’m not a villain! I’m your husband! Winona p>
But Winona seemed oblivious, her kicks relentless. “You think you can bully me? I’ll show you p>
Zane, writhing in agony, felt helpless and could only call for help. “Somebody, help! Help p>
Hearing the commotion, the on-duty doctors and nurses rushed in, startled by the chaotic scene.
They quickly pulled Winona away and helped Zane to his feet.
Seeing the crowd, Winona appeared terrified once more. She broke free from the nurse’s grasp and darted back to Zane, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, trembling against him.
“Honey, I’m scared,” she whimpered. “They’re trying to hurt me, I’m scared p>
Zane gritted his teeth, rage boiling inside him. He wanted to push her away, to let his anger fly!
His foot was throbbing, especially his ankle, which just hours ago had been stabbed by one of her fans. The wound barely had time to start healing before being pummeled again.
He was sure it had split open.
This woman! He was furious enough to want to end it all right there!
But reason held him back.
He had to endure this. For Elysia, he had to keep his cool.
He wanted Elysia to fall for him, to willingly choose to be with him.
So, he had to maintain his good-guy facade, especially in front of Elysia.
As for Winona, well, her time would come.