Chapter 29 You Are My Woman

Ophelia raised her head and looked at him in a daze.

“Why are you staring at me like this?”

“Nothing. I just feel that you are particularly gentle today, just like a husband who is gentle to his
wounded wife.”

Zachariah flicked her forehead, and said, “You are talking nonsense again, am I not your husband?”

Ophelia was dumbfounded, wondering if Zachariah was insane, or he was just a total stranger who
looked like Zachariah.

“Silly girl!” Zachariah replied with a smile.

Ophelia shook her head and said casually, “Mr. Chambers, if you have been so gentle to me from the
beginning, maybe I will be hell-bent on you now.”

Zachariah just glanced at her and said, “Take some rest. I'll talk to the doctor now.”

Ophelia grabbed his hand and said, “Mr. Chambers, please accompany me for a while. The doctor said
I was just frightened and it was nothing serious.”

Zachariah sat down and said, “Have they caught the hit-and-run driver?”

Shaking her head, Ophelia said in a disappointed tone, “He ran away after hitting us. He had better
pray that Madeleine was okay, or I will catch him and bring him to justice.”

It was rare to see Ophelia making a determined effort, and Zachariah found it quite interesting.

“I’m here with you. The police will definitely find the driver as soon as possible.” Zachariah said.



Ophelia got up and wanted to get out of bed, but Zachariah stopped her, “What do you want to do?”

“I want to see Madeleine.”

“I'll go with you.”

Zachariah accompanied her to the intensive care unit on the third floor.

Through the window, Ophelia stared at Madeleine, who was lying there with numerous medical devices
on her. She couldn't help but feel sadness welling up. If it was not for her, Madeleine wouldn't have hurt
so badly.

Zachariah naturally took her in his arms and said, “She will be fine with your prayers.”

Ophelia said with her red eyes, “I have known her for a long time. She is a freelance writer. She sleeps
during daytime and works at night most of the time, but as long as I need her, she will sacrifice her
sleeping hours to accompany me. She pushed me away and suffered such a serious injury to save me.
If she has any unexpected misfortune, I will never forgive myself.”

Zachariah looked at the woman in the ward. There were no emotional ups and downs in his eyes.
“Don't worry. I will arrange the best doctor in the world to perform the operation for her. James is the
best expert in this aspect; your friend will be fine with him.”

To be honest, Zachariah didn't know much about Madeleine. They had meals together a few times, and
he knew she was a pretty and quiet woman. Apart from that, he didn't have much impression of her.

“Mr. Chambers, thank you for what you are doing for my friend.” Ophelia said sincerely.

“You are my woman.”



Ophelia felt warmth in her heart, although she didn't know if he was sincere. At least for the moment,
she was still his wife, and that was enough. As for the rest, she can only wait and see.

Around eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Madeleine suddenly appeared to be in convulsion, and the
instruments were beeping.

All the doctors and nurses were dispatched and hurriedly pushed Madeleine into the operating room.
The medical team that Zachariah hired personally arrived at the hospital at this time, and they went
directly into the operating room after greeting with Zachariah.

Ophelia stood in front of the operating room with a pale face, her hands clasped nervously, and then
muttered, “Madeleine, please be fine! Please be strong.”

Seeing her like this, Zachariah's eyes flashed with a hint of distress, and then he took her into his arms,
“Relax, she will be fine.”

Ophelia was suppressing her sadness and choked with sobs, “If something happens to her, how should
I explain to her parents? When she and I came to this city, I promised them that I would take good care
of her. But now it’s hard to predict her chances of survival, what should I do?”

Zachariah frowned tightly, and was distracted because of Ophelia's tears. He wiped her tears off
patiently and said, “Don't cry. I'm here. I promise you that she will be fine.”

Still crying, Ophelia was neither confident nor charming anymore. At this moment, she was just a
ordinary woman who cared only about her friend’s safety.

Zachariah hugged her tightly and stayed with her outside the operating room. He was also faintly
worried about that something happened to Madeleine.



Of course, he was worried because of Ophelia. He didn't know where his emotion originated from. He
just simply didn’t want to see her crying.

He attributed it to Ophelia’s identity as his wife, and as her man, he shouldn't let her cry.

The operation lasted for five hours. The door to the operation room was opened, a group of doctors
and nurses walked out, looking tired and worn out. Ophelia walked over quickly, holding the doctor's
hand, she asked urgently, “Doctor Elodie, how is my friend?”

Doctor Elodie said with a weary smile, “There is nothing serious for the time being. We will keep
observing her closely for another 24 hours. If she can wake up by then, she would be transferred to a
general ward.”

Ophelia said with excitement in her eyes, “Thank you.”

Doctor Elodie said, “You are welcome. Mr. Chambers is the majority shareholder of the hospital. He
used his connections to invite Doctor James, a leading doctor in this field over so that your friend can
be saved.”

Ophelia just kept a smiling face.

Madeleine was pushed out by the nurse and sent to the intensive care unit again, and Ophelia
followed.

Standing outside the window and looking at Madeleine, who was surrounded by life supporting
equipment, Ophelia felt a bit at ease.


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