Chapter 89 Meal of rivals

Guilt surged through Ethan when he remembered what she had been through, and it was even made worse by her telling him not to kiss her. He put his arms around her and kissed her again, heedless of her words. He was so afraid of losing her that it was the only way he could be reassured of her presence. He was especially terrified that she would leave him because of his bad temper. "I can only get better if you kiss me, Jane. You cannot abandon me." "No, no, no, I meant... I am still sick..." Jane thought about her husband's health; what if she passed her virus to him? She just had not expected Ethan to kiss her so eagerly - so desperately. She said and patted him comfortingly. It was as good as a silent invitation to her husband. Gratification rolled through him. How he wished he could claim her right now and tell her how much he loved her. When night came, two of them slept in the hospital bed together. Jane leaned into her husband's arms and discussed when she would be dischar