Sophia froze. "No... I... I was just too anxious and eager to comfort you."
Marcus looked at her with cold eyes. "Sophia, you probably never hoped for my legs to recover, did you?"
Sophia reached out to touch him. "Marcus, you're my husband! Why wouldn't I hope for you to recover?"
Marcus raised his hand and coldly brushed hers away. "Thanks to you, I'm exhausted. Can you just be quiet for a bit?"
Sophia sat open-mouthed as her face stiffened. She then closed her mouth and quietly moved aside.
The words 'I'm exhausted' from his mouth left a lot to the imagination. What had just happened between him and the nurse in that special examination room?
Sophia felt as though a bomb was about to explode in her chest every time she thought about it. Perhaps she had no right to be angry or jealous because she had arranged all of this in the first place.
The ride back was silent. It wasn’t until they parked in front of the hotel that either of them even looked at each other.
Sophia helped Marcus out of the car and into his wheelchair. He didn't refuse, nor did he thank her as usual. He was just silent and expressionless.
Sophia knew that what she had arranged today had upset Marcus. She didn't dare say anything else.
But deep inside, she felt a bit comforted. His anger showed that he didn't enjoy today's activities with that nurse.
Well, for now, she'll just let Marcus vent. In a few days, she would try to appease him. After all, the doctor had successfully retrieved what she needed. As long as she could successfully conceive Marcus's child, his attitude towards her would surely change.
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