Remarry My Ex-wife: Love Heals A Broken Heart

Chapter 30: His Concern

Patricia still didn't move.

If Zac was so desperate to make it up to her, she would just let him do it.

Anyway, he was a bastard.

God would definitely approve of her torturing him like this.

After wiping her face, Zac put the towel back near the washbasin and came to the bedside again.

"Just eat it.It won't taste good if it's cold!"

Zac said, seeing that Patricia still had her eyes closed.

Smelling the food in front of her, Patricia opened her eyes and tried to move, but her limbs were too rigid.

Noticing her discomfort, Zac immediately sprang to her side and held her up.

With his help, she found a comfortable position to sit in.

After that, she picked up the spoon and began to eat.

Seeing that Patricia was eating obedient, Zac sat next to her and watched her eat.

Patricia was so hungry that she didn't even care about his piercing eyes.

She just ignored him and continued to dig in.

After all, he had already made her a promise.

She wanted to recover as soon as possible so that she could get rid of him.

After that, she wouldn't need to see this loathsome guy anymore! Thinking of this, she suddenly picked up the whole bowl and gulped the soup down.

In just a few seconds, she finished the entire bowl of chicken soup.

Then, she pushed the bowl forward, looked at Zac, and said coldly, "I want more."

The corners of Zac's mouth twitched.

When had this woman become so domineering? He wordlessly picked up the bowl and filled it with more soup.

Then, he set the bowl down in front of Patricia.

Without hesitation, she began to eat again.

Seeing the way she ravenously devoured the soup, Zac was at a loss for words.

Had she always eaten this way before? It was only then that Zac realized that he had never had a meal with her in the past three years! After eating three bowls of soup, Patricia finally stopped. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

She touched her full round belly and leaned back on the bed with satisfaction.

The corners of Zac's mouth twitched again.

Not only did this woman eat in an ungraceful way, but she also ate a lot.

It was good that he had brought a lot of chicken soup today, otherwise it wouldn't have been enough for her.

While cleaning the bowl, Zac took the opportunity to look Patricia up and down.

Curling his lips, he thought to himself, ‘This woman eats so much, but she doesn't have any fat on her body.

She is so thin.

It is really a waste of food!’ He drew such a conclusion about her, but it didn't occur to him that the reason she hadn't gained weight was because she had been lonely and depressed during the three years of their marriage.

She barely saw her husband, and she was always mocked by her husband's family.

In such a situation, no woman would gain weight.

And no woman could be happy.

Zac put the bowl next to the empty lunch box, and then turned around and walked over to sit next to Patricia.

But before he reached her side, he heard her cold words.

"I'm full.You can go now!"

A touch of sadness rose in Zac's heart when he heard what Patricia said, but it was quickly replaced by displeasure.

"Fine, have a good rest.I'm leaving,"he said, trying to suppress his anger.

Then, he walked out of the ward with the lunch box.

Patricia sighed.

She was a lot more relaxed now that Zac had left, but after a whole day's sleep, she found that she couldn't sleep at all.

She tossed and turned, wondering what Zac's motive was, but she couldn't figure out the reason.

While she was still trying to go to sleep, the door opened, and Zac's annoying face appeared again.

Patricia was so angry that she sat up from the bed, pointed at him, and scolded him loudly.

"You are a liar! Didn't you say that if I ate well and took good care of myself, you wouldn't appear in front of me again? How could you break your promise?"

As usual, Zac ignored her accusation.

He strode to the table with two big bags in his hands and set them down.

Then, he turned around and pointed at one of the bags.

"Here is some dessert.You can eat it later!"

Patricia lowered her eyes and saw a bag containing cakes.

Then, Zac pointed at the other bag and said, "There are fruits, biscuits, and some chocolates in this bag! I don't know what you like to eat, so I just bought one of everything.You can pick up whatever you like to eat!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

"I'll get you some water in case you get thirsty."

With that, Zac left the room.

However, Patricia's mind was in a mess again.‘Why did you start caring for me only after I completely gave up on you? Why did you force me to have an abortion? What did I ever do to offend you? How can you treat me like this? If you hate me that much, why did you save me in the pool all those years ago?’ Patricia was caught in a downward spiral.

Her tears wet her pale face again.

She pulled up the quilt and covered her head, crying silently.

Half an hour later, Zac came in with a water bottle in his hand.

He had also brought a new cup and some other items that Patricia would need.

Seeing that Patricia was completely buried under the quilt, he thought that she had fallen asleep, so he walked in without making any noise.

After putting down the things, he turned around and walked out quietly, closing the door behind him.

After hearing the crack of the door, Patricia suddenly lifted the quilt and gasped for breath.

‘Finally! That bastard has left!’ she cursed in her heart.

If he hadn't left when he did, she would have been suffocated to death! Turning her head to look at the things that Zac had SILSS , 8 labs.

brought for her, she cursed him even more.

He was really a bastard.

He hadn't so much as taken a glance at her before, but now, he cared about her and treated her like she was precious.

Well, it was too late.

She didn't want to turn back now! Feeling annoyed, she glanced at the door again and snorted coldly.

Then, she lay down and finally fell asleep. The next day, early in the morning, Patricia was still asleep when she heard a slight sound.

She opened her eyes vigilantly and looked at the door.

The door of the ward opened a crack, and a familiar but disgusting handsome face appeared.

Patricia was speechless.

Why the hell was Zac here again? Hadn't he promised not to show up? Hadn't he promised that he would let her have a good rest? If he kept showing up in front of her like this, she would be in a bad mood all the time.

How could she have a good rest? Patricia was sure that this bastard must be doing it on purpose to torture her! Through the crack of the door, Zac saw that Patricia had opened her eyes, so he strode in with a thermal lunch box in his hand.

Frowning, Patricia thought to herself, ‘This bastard brought me breakfast?’ ' Despite that, she still believed that Zac had no good intentions!

"I've brought you breakfast..."

Zac bent down and was about to open the lid of the lunch box when he suddenly noticed Patricia's messy hair.

"You haven't washed your face, have you?" he asked.

Even before she answered, he was already walking to the washbasin.