Chapter 174

In the hospital ward. Giselle lay quietly on the bed. She slept very well. The face exposed outside the quilt was quiet and well-behaved... A man in a dark gray coat stood by the bed, and his eyes fell on her face, soft and long. It had been a long long tome... Since he had looked at the girl quietly like this. Her forehead was covered with gauze. She must have been injured... She must have cried a lot. Fortunately, he didn't see it. Otherwise... How could he bear it? There was also the child in her belly. Giselle's first child... Gradually, a layer of gray gloom appeared in his eyes, and then it became a strong affection that could not be dissolved. Patrick finally couldn't hold it in any longer. He walked up to her. His footsteps were very light, and he was afraid of disturbing her. Reaching out his hand, he actually wanted to touch Giselle's face, but he stopped at the last second. He gradually closed his fingers and held them tightly in his palms. What right did he have to touch he