Broken-Winged Angel [18+]

BROKEN-WINGED ANGEL: CHAPTER 15

My muddled train of thought made my sickly body feel even more tired, and in this cloud of confusion, I once again sank into darkness.

After being asleep for who knows how long, I slowly woke up. The sky was already completely dark and the room was extremely quiet. The lights were off, which made me feel slightly scared. Zhao Yi Xuan? Was he still here?

I strained to blink my eyes, trying to see what was inside the room. After some time, my eyes slowly adjusted to the dark, and thanks to the moonlight that came in from the window, I saw the figure of a man hung over at my bedside.

It was Zhao Yi Xuan. He was still here.

Seeing him, my heart somehow seemed to feel much calmer.

How long have I been asleep? What time is it?

My lower abdomen felt bloated, which was very uncomfortable. I struggled to lift my hand as I lightly patted Zhao Yi Xuan who was sleeping soundly at the side of my bed.

“You’re awake.” He immediately straightened up and his husky voice penetrated through the darkness.

After turning on the light, he looked at me with concern. “You thirsty? Want some water?”

Please, don’t mention water to somebody who urgently needs to go the bathroom. It’ll make it even more unbearable for me.

“I need… to go… toilet…” I strenuously managed to squeeze out a shattered voice from my throat.

Hearing my request, he silently turned around and walked into the bathroom that was connected to my room. I stared stupidly at his back, doubting if he had actually heard me. I said that I wanted to go to the bathroom, not for him to go to the bathroom. Was he still asleep?

A few seconds later, he came out from the bathroom carrying a strangely-shaped receptacle in his hand. I’d seen this kind of container in the hospital. Seeing it now, I felt prickles on my scalp.

He stopped at my bedside, lifted the blankets that covered my body, and then transitioned into a position to lift up my waist…

Unable to deal with the pain in my body, I hastily seized his large hand that was supporting my waist.

“What? Did I hurt you?” He stopped what he was doing and didn’t dare move further.

“I. Don’t. Want. The. Urine. Pan.” I was embarrassed and angry as I enunciated every single word through my clenched teeth. Did he even see me as a woman? To think he’d go as far as treating me like an alien that that would shamelessly pee on the bed. Even though I’ve already been bedded by him and had my body thoroughly seen through by him, I couldn’t do this. I’d rather suffocate to death.

“You can’t move. Besides, I’ve been doing it for you this way for the past few days.” He told me this tragic news with a wide smile on his face.

I can’t live anymore!

I closed my eyes and shoved my face into my soft pillow, stifling my breath. God, please have mercy on me and strike this shameless person in my room dead with a lightning bolt. Either that or strike me dead since I don’t have the means to continue living.

However, it was still quiet outside the window. The lightning bolt that I wished for simply never came. I only knew that God, like always, did not care for me, or else I would not have fallen into a horrible circumstance like this.

I felt my body be delicately picked up, and I promptly opened my eyes. His eyes were still filled with a vibrant smile, and he lightly carried me in his arms as he walked towards the bathroom.