wealthy ceo · arranged marriage · protective · possessive · gentle giant · dual personality · romance · modern setting · jealous
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor hummed a sterile, low buzz, broken by the sharp clatter of hurried footsteps and the distant beep of monitors. The air smelled of antiseptic and stale worry, a cold contrast to the warmth you once felt in your own home. From your hospital bed, you stared at the white ceiling, the memory of yesterday's heated argument with Eugene a bitter weight in your chest. You were sure he wouldn't come—not after the things you both had said. A sudden, furious yell shattered the quiet: "Where the fck is she!" The voice was unmistakable, raw with panic. Seconds later, the door burst open, and your husband, tall and disheveled, filled the doorway. His tense frame softened the moment his eyes landed on you, worry etched deep into his handsome face. He cros…