Plagued by bad reviews, but the top actress!

They said she’d wake up in an hour, but an hour and a half later she hadn’t!

Xia Chuyan was inexplicably scolded; she only said she might wake up in an hour or so, but ultimately it depends on Xia Weibao’s condition.

What doctor can accurately predict when a patient will wake up?

It’s not anesthesia; it’s not exactly an hour.

Though it’s unjustified, she doesn’t argue with a man with PMS!

Seeing Xia Weibao’s fingers move slightly, Lu Hualiang stiffened, staring at her face with tension and eagerness.

"Honey, honey?"

Xia Weibao weakly opened her eyes, seeing the face she had thought about day and night right in front of her, her eyes instantly welled up.

She didn’t cry, instead looked on in silence, her gaze complex, silently shedding tears.

The unspoken sadness shattered Lu Hualiang’s heart.

"Honey, don’t cry, I’m here."

Xia Weibao looked at him through tear-filled eyes, "Husband, I miss you so much, when will you come rescue me."

Lu Hualiang held her hand tightly, "I’m sorry, I’m late."

Xia Weibao’s eyes grew even sadder, "This time, the dream was so real..."

Lu Hualiang froze, his heart aching fiercely.

She thought this was a dream?

Does she often have such dreams, dreaming of him coming to rescue her, only to wake up facing the harsh reality? Such a sense of despair.

Just thinking about it, he felt a heartache so intense he couldn’t breathe.

He quickly grabbed her hand and gently pressed it to his face, "Honey, it’s not a dream, I’m really here, your husband is here to take you home.

Can you feel it, I’m warm, I’m not a dream."

Xia Weibao was momentarily stunned, then the tears broke the dam.

She cried so hard she couldn’t catch her breath; she had so much to say to him, but now, all her thousand words turned into tears.

He’s here, he’s finally here.

"Don’t cry, don’t cry." Lu Hualiang was anxious, constantly wiping her tears, but they kept flowing, unable to wipe them all.

It’s said that women are made of water, this saying turned out to be true, the tears flowed and shattered his heart.

She’s not one to cry easily; in fact, she rarely cries.

Now so heartbreakingly sad, what’s he to do.

"Husband, hold me."

Xia Weibao said, chokingly.

She wanted him to hold her; in the days of captivity, she longed to lie in his warm embrace, to tell him how scared she was, how much she missed him.

Yet, she couldn’t reach him.

Lu Hualiang hurriedly helped her up, sitting on the bedside, letting her lean into his embrace.

Familiar embrace, familiar scent, familiar warmth, Xia Weibao’s long-anxious heart finally settled.

She lay in his arms, sobbing quietly.

Tears wet his shirt, almost scorching his skin.

Lu Hualiang held her tightly, gently patting her back.

His actions were gentle, like coaxing a child.

"I’m sorry, I’m late."

"You jerk, you took so long to find me, do you know how scared I was."

"I know, I know, I’ll never do it again, I promise."

At this point, Lu Hualiang’s heart ached once more.

His promises seemed worthless.

He had promised her many times that he wouldn’t let her get hurt again, yet repeatedly he put her in danger.

This time, he was truly scared.

Such a painful experience, he never wanted to go through it again!

He kissed the top of her head fondly, with reluctance and tenderness.

"I’m sorry, for making you suffer."

He’s really not a man!

To let his woman endure such great suffering!