After sending off the doctor.
Julian continued to stay by Isabella's side.
He wasn't in a hurry for Isabella to wake up quickly.
On the contrary, he knew she was in a safe period, a healing period, and he hoped it could be slower, waiting patiently for her to awaken.
He just quietly gazed at her, watched over her, accompanied her...
No words were needed.
No extra actions were needed.
A look, a lingering kiss, was enough...
All the time, all the space, everything belonged to him and her...
But Isabella seemed a bit anxious.
In the afternoon.
The strength in her hand suddenly increased, so much so that Julian noticeably froze.
He immediately shifted his gaze to Isabella's fluttering eyelids and softly said, "Isabella, rest well, don't force yourself, okay?"
It seemed like he knew what Isabella was trying to do, that she was on the verge of waking up early.
But obviously, Isabella didn't heed him.
The next moment.
