Pregnant After the Divorce

9 Turning a blind eye

Syliance Pane, who was watching from the side, came in, his eyes lowered and his voice cool as he looked at Joyce Synn, "Why aren't you resting?"

To Joyce Synn, Syliance Pane's appearance seemed to be sudden, she was cute and cute, and when she saw him coming, she pulled him by the corner of his shirt, pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed, hugged him and said, "I slept too much during the day, I couldn't sleep, why are you here?"

"To see you!" As he spoke, Syliance Pane's dark eyes looked at me, his gaze fell on the back of my hand, frowning slightly, "Go take care of it!"

A thin, cold voice, no pity or concern could be heard.

Joyce Synn hugged him, with a small face of regret and guilt, "I was too careless and burned Leily."

Syliance Pane smoothed her long hair, looking light and seemingly without blame.

I felt like I was being pushed over a cliff, my heart hurting so much that I couldn't breathe, and I moved step by step towards the outside of the ward.

In fact, I knew from the beginning, Joyce Synn this bet, I will lose, but I still held a glimmer of hope, even if only Syliance Pane's sentence, "Does it hurt? It was enough to keep me going.

But, in the end, I couldn't even get a look of pity, or even sympathy.

In the corridor, I was blocked by a broad chest, and looked up to see Bryan Colins handsome eyebrows slightly frowned, looking at me with a slightly restrained expression.

I looked at him and said, "Mr. Colins!"

He looked at me for a long time and suddenly said, "Does it hurt?"

I froze, my heart rippled and turned sour, "Ta!" A tear the size of a bead fell to the ground, the corridor through the wind whistled, the original cold and lonely corridor lined even more empty silence.

Just the people who know each other several times will ask, "Does it hurt?" Why did the person I've been with for two years turn a blind eye to it!

The hand was taken up, I subconsciously to withdraw, but instead was pulled tighter.

"I'm a doctor!" Bryan Colins speaks, the implication is not to be denied, because it is a doctor, so there is no reason to stand by and do nothing when you see a patient.

But I also know that he is not a person who likes to meddle, only that I am Syliance Pane's wife.

After following Bryan Colins into the surgery room, he gave a few words to one of the nurses and then looked at me and said, "Cooperate well and bandage well."

I nodded, "Thanks!"

Bryan Colins left and the nurse cleaned the back of my burned hand, looking at the few white blisters on the back of my hand, the nurse slightly wrinkled her eyebrows, "The burn is a bit serious, it may leave a scar later!"

"It's okay!" Take it as a lesson.

Because of the bubbles, so when dealing with the wound, you have to poke open the blisters to clean the pus from the wound.

Afraid that I wouldn't be able to hold it up, the nurse said, "It will hurt, so you have to bear it."

"Yes!"

This pain is not painful, but the kind of pain in the heart that pulls at the nerves is called pain.

After the wound was treated and the nurse explained a few things, I was ready to go back to Joyce Synn's ward. When I passed the stairway, I heard a faint movement coming from the stairwell, and I couldn't help but stop.

"The old man is gone, when are you going to divorce her?" The voice was, Bryan Colins'?

"She? Leily May?" the man spoke, his voice low and cold, all too familiar, it was Syliance Pane.

I approached the stairway and vaguely saw Syliance Pane with his hands in his pockets, leaning coldly against the railing, and Bryan Colins leaning against the wall, with a cigarette between his long fingers, half burned.

He looked at Syliance Pane and said, "You know she didn't do anything, but it's because she loves you."

Syliance Pane raised his eyes, swept him away, and said coldly, "Since when did you put your heart into her?"

Hearing this, Bryan Colins frowned and spoke, "You think too much, I'm just reminding you so you don't regret it later, some love, even if it's deep, will have to be taken back one day."

"Heh!" Syliance Pane sneered, "Her love I never bothered to ...."

The latter words I did not continue to listen to, some things, the heart knows it is good, if you have to listen to others to say clearly, then it is their own do not know good or bad.