Chapter 78

After finishing the porridge, Vivian brought a bowl into the hospital room and handed it to Alexander. She’d thought he’d be asleep by now. Nope. He was sitting up, looking wide awake and waiting for her. She couldn’t help but be speechless. The way he stared at her? Totally reminded her of that Tibetan mastiff they used to have back at the Brooks' villa in her last life. That dog only acknowledged one master. Just like him—he had eyes for only one woman. “So much alike…” she muttered. “You hurt your hand, let me feed you.” Vivian pulled a chair closer and sat down, gently blowing on the porridge. “Thanks, Viv.” Alexander didn’t hesitate to sit up, as if he didn’t feel a thing from his injuries. Honestly, if it wouldn’t upset her or tire her out, he wouldn’t mind being hurt all the time—just for the excuse to get pampered like this every day. She spooned the porridge, he took each bite. Their eyes met now and then, soft warmth floating in the silence between them. Ethan stood at the do