Divorce, Please: The Young Master Does Not Love Me-Chapter 114: Don’t Move

She clenched her fists tightly, swallowing the hurt and indignation she felt. She shot upright and pointed at Tristan Grayson. "Tristan Grayson, get out!"

’I’m pregnant now,’ she thought. ’Can’t he just leave me alone and let me have some peace and quiet?’

Tristan Grayson’s simmering anger vanished without a trace the moment he saw her deathly pale face. In its place, his heart twisted into a tight knot. He sat worriedly on the edge of the bed and asked urgently, "What’s wrong? Why do you look so pale? Are you feeling unwell?"

Mika Summers looked up, her eyes filled with a storm of complicated emotions as she gazed at the man before her.

’Just a moment ago, he was relentlessly humiliating me. And now?’

’Is he actually worried about me? And he looks so concerned, too?’

She gave a self-mocking laugh. ’Tristan Grayson, which one of you is the real you?’

’Why is it always like this? Just when I hate him so much I could die, he suddenly starts being nice to me, and my dead heart begins to beat again.’

’And this time is no exception.’

Seeing Tristan’s concern, she couldn’t help but pathetically wonder, ’Do I hold even a tiny little place in his heart?’

"Why aren’t you saying anything? Tell me what’s wrong, I’ll go get the doctor," Tristan said, his voice laced with anxiety.

When she saw Tristan actually getting up to call a doctor, she reached out and grabbed his arm. "Nothing’s wrong. I’m just tired and want to rest."

"Hm? Really?" Tristan frowned, his gaze fixed on her still-pale face, clearly unconvinced.

"Mhm..." she nodded. ’Even if Tristan’s concern only lasts for this one moment, I can’t help but greedily wish for more.’

For the first time, she tried to cajole him. "Will you lie down with me for a little while? Please?"

"Okay, I’ll stay with you." As he looked at her, a warmth slowly spread through his heart.

He took off his jacket and shoes, lay down beside her, and pulled her into his arms.

Neither of them spoke; they just held each other in the quiet embrace.

Mika felt as if she were in a dream. She couldn’t help but hug Tristan a little tighter, snuggling her head against his chest.

Her simple action threw Tristan’s heart into turmoil.

’I really should just grab her and toss her out.’

Mika, completely unaware of the shift in Tristan’s mood, continued to hug him tightly. But a moment later, she looked up, startled, her face filled with concern. "Tristan, you... what’s wrong?"

"Hmph?" Tristan grunted awkwardly, looking down at her. "I’m fine."

"Your face is so red, how can you be fine? Are you feeling sick somewhere?" As she spoke, Mika reached up to feel his forehead. It was burning up. She quickly scrambled out of his arms, asking anxiously, "You’re burning up! Do you have a fever?"

Hearing her words, Tristan’s face darkened. He yanked her back towards him. "You foolish woman. What do you *think* is wrong with me?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Mika tumbled on top of Tristan, and then it suddenly dawned on her. "Tristan, you..."

Tristan held her, his movements surprisingly gentle. "Don’t move!"

"Tristan... we can’t..." Mika was genuinely panicking now.

’At a time like this... how can he still...’

"I know..."

"..."

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