Chapter 327: Chapter 327: Forced Kabedon
Outside, doctors heard Julia Sinclair’s cries for help and rushed in, passing Howard Yeats and Ivy Linden as they headed out.
"Oh my God! What happened?"
"Saving lives is urgent."
Some doctors exclaimed, while others hurried to Kyle Sinclair’s side.
Julia, crying, performed chest compressions on Kyle, shouting to the doctors who approached, "Oxygen tank, quickly, bring the oxygen tank over, connect it to Kyle!"
"Oh, okay."
The doctor turned around to get the oxygen tank.
Kyle was born with a heart condition, due to this illness, he was born weaker, and with the family’s poverty in his youth, the diet was poor, his health couldn’t be nurtured properly, and it worsened as more ailments accumulated.
In recent years, because Julia was working abroad as a doctor with a considerable income, Kyle received excellent treatment and care, and his health gradually improved.
The only thing he couldn’t handle was stimulation.
Julia never expected Kyle’s heart condition to be triggered by today’s events.
Julia’s heart ached terribly, she wished the sickness Kyle was suffering from could immediately transfer to herself.
Julia cried miserably; she hated Ivana Monroe.
It’s all Ivana Monroe’s fault, this bitch. If you want revenge, go find Shelton Hale yourself, come seek revenge on me in person! Why harm my Kyle?
Kyle’s life has been miserable enough.
Yet Ivana Monroe won’t let Kyle go?
Ivana Monroe also has a son; isn’t she afraid her actions will bring karma to her son?
If curses worked.
Julia cursed Timmy Monroe, wishing as he walked out the door, he’d get hit by a car.
Leon Keane ordered dinner; he sent one serving to the room next door, and kept one for himself. After feeding Ivana Monroe, he didn’t leave that night, staying in the ward with a bed for the nurse.
Leon Keane asked Aunt Golding to take Timmy back to sleep, saying he’d stay with Ivana tonight.
Aunt Golding immediately smiled in agreement; President Kane is truly a good husband. Ivana married the right person, because in this world, regardless of wealth, there aren’t many men who can do what Leon Keane does.
"Daddy, take good care of Mommy!"
Timmy Monroe, wise beyond his years, didn’t forget to remind Leon Keane as he left.
"Mm, trust Daddy."
Leon raised his hand, gently rubbing Timmy Monroe’s head with a loving gaze.
After Aunt Golding left with Timmy Monroe.
Only Ivana Monroe and Leon Keane remained in the ward.
Leon Keane sat by Ivana’s bedside, his dark eyes fixed on Ivana’s fair face, the intense gaze turning Ivana’s face red.
"Could you help me peel a fruit?"
Ivana lowered her head, finding something for Leon to do.
"Mm."
Leon shifted his gaze away, and Ivana breathed a sigh of relief.
Leon reached out; the fruit basket was diverse with fruits. He asked, "Wife, what fruit do you want to eat?"
"Pear."
Ivana casually said a fruit, instantly feeling the atmosphere in the ward drop precipitously.
Leon exuded an intimidating chill.
"..."
Ivana was bewildered, what did she say wrong? Why did he suddenly become so scary?
Intimidating, huh?
"Pear isn’t good, choose another fruit."
"Pear" sounds like "leave," indicating parting.
Leon disliked this kind of fruit.
Ivana realized belatedly, feeling amused, thinking so much over eating a fruit?
"Dragon fruit then!"
Ivana saw a red dragon fruit in the basket, about half the size of a small melon. She thought peeling and cutting it into small cubes would keep Leon busy for a while.
"Okay."
Leon stood up, his long fingers gracefully picking up the dragon fruit.
With the fruit knife, he sliced it in half.
Leon didn’t dice the halved dragon fruit, he directly took the metal spoon that Aunt Golding had washed for Ivana to eat with, scooping the seedy fruit to feed Ivana.
"..."
Ivana had no choice but to open her mouth and eat.
Who knew.
Leon scooped another spoonful and put it in his own mouth, eating it with relish.
Ivana almost spit out the dragon fruit she’d just bitten.
Isn’t there still half left?
Wouldn’t Leon eat that half?
"Mm, quite sweet."
Leon commented after eating, then scooped another spoonful to feed Ivana.
Ivana internally resisted; when Leon just ate the dragon fruit, he enveloped the spoon with his mouth, now feeding her what’s his implication? Asking her to eat his saliva?
"Disgusted? Mm?"
Leon’s voice was calm, his handsome face slightly showed a chill.
"No, not at all."
Ivana braced herself, convincing herself, seeing the spoon extended to her mouth with red dragon fruit, she closed her eyes and ate it.
The chill on Leon’s face dissipated, his thin lips smiled.
"Sweet or not?"
"Sweet."
Leon’s smile widened, alternating spoonfuls of dragon fruit between Ivana and himself, until they finished both halves.
After finishing the dragon fruit.
Leon turned on the TV, switched through several channels, one channel was playing a popular youth idol drama where the male lead was a domineering CEO, the female lead, a cute sweetie.
Ivana thought Leon wouldn’t like such naïve and sweet TV shows.
But, he kept watching, sitting next to Ivana, watching the sweet show.
A moment passed, then the drama showed a scene where the male lead cornered the female lead.
Ivana’s face heated, feeling unable to continue watching, especially with Leon sitting beside her, just the two of them; it felt a bit awkward.
"Change the channel!"
Ivana saw Leon’s engrossed attention; she worried about his emotional state, softly suggesting.
"No, it’s quite nice."
Leon earnestly spoke.
At this moment.
The sweet female lead in the TV began speaking: "President Rayner, why did you bite my lip?"
Ivana’s lips twitched; such drama, only TV girls dare act so clueless about kissing.
The male lead chuckled deeply, whispering intimate tones, his raspy voice alluring: "That’s not biting, it’s affection, it’s kissing; only I can do this to you, understand?"
Naive sweetie female lead: "Why? Just because you’re my boss? But if I resign, get a new boss..."
The male lead got angry, kissing her heatedly, passionately, pressing her body tightly into his embrace.
Ivana, watching, felt her eyes heat up, inwardly praying for it to end quickly, stop kissing...
The TV couple, of course, couldn’t hear her prayers, and their intimacy grew only more excessive.
Ivana couldn’t bear to watch, clenching fingers, looking down.
Suddenly.
She felt the man beside her staring with a heated gaze, like the TV’s male lead looking at the female lead.
Ivana’s heart skipped a beat.
She’s a patient now!
Leon wouldn’t be such a beast, cornering a patient forcibly, would he?