Flash Marriage Makes A Perfect Match

When Xabat left, Severo returned to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.

He looked at the man in the mirror, a hint of panic still on his face, expressionless for a moment, before turning to leave.

When he came out, Neto and Izar, who had been waiting for him at Kimdis, had approached him.

They should have called Xabat before coming.

“Severo, are you all right?” Izar greeted Severo as soon as he saw him, with an unabashedly worried face.

Severo simply replied coldly: “Yes”.

“That’s …” Izar was about to ask something else when the door to the operating theatre was pushed open.

Severo threw back his head and took three steps forward, asking sharply: “Doctor, how are you?

“The wound has been treated and stitched, fortunately the cut is not particularly deep and the injury is not too serious, expect ….”

Before the doctor could finish his words, he was interrupted by Severo’s cold voice: “Is it not serious to need stitches?

As he said this, his brow furrowed fiercely, his eyes full of concern and anger, his usual aura of giving orders showed through, causing the doctor to involuntarily duck his head slightly, avoiding Severo’s gaze as much as possible.

“But … is less than life-threatening, he just needs to recover and be discharged after a while”.

Finished the doctor, who was still looking at Severo with extreme apprehension, not knowing if that was what he meant.

Severo only felt a little calmer after hearing the words “no danger to life”.

…

Severo followed the carriage into the general ward.

In the ward, he questioned Allyce one more time before letting the doctors and nurses leave.

As the doctor and nurse left, he turned his head to the two men, Neto and Izar, who had followed them: “You go back first.

Izar was still here, and Allyce certainly didn’t want to see her here when she woke up.

He remembered the time when Izar had come to the house and Allyce had spoken to him in a mocking way.

She was obviously not doing anything honourable, but he thought she was pretty.

Knowing that even if he stayed here he had nothing to do, Neto nodded and said, “Let’s go, then”.

When Severo finished speaking, he sat on the edge of the bed to check on Allyce.

She was lying on her side, and he had to squeeze to see her face.

Her face, normally white with a hint of pink, had turned papery white, and her eyes were sleepy, her long eyelashes curling but not fluttering as they used to.

Her whole body was sunk in the white quilt and looked lifeless.

Severo’s heart ached so much that he felt it clench. He reached out and plucked the hair from his forehead.

Izar, who had arrived at the door, suddenly turned around and saw this scene.

Try as she might to deceive herself, the only thing she could read in Severo’s eyes was a look of deep pain.

Unconsciously, he clenched his hands into fists.

Severo, whom she had adored for so many years without feeling anything for her, had really fallen in love with a woman who had come out of nowhere.

And this woman was a woman with a notorious reputation, a mother who had died young and a father who was in prison with no family record.

She thinks she is no worse than Allyce, so how can Severo not love her and fall in love with Allyce?

It will not stop there.

…

When Allyce woke up, her eyes were white and she froze for a moment before she was ready to roll over and get up.

As soon as he moved, a sharp pain shot through his back.

With a soft grunt, he woke Severo, who was crouched in front of the bed.

He straightened up to meet Allyce’s wide eyes and his eyes lit up, his lips curved into an involuntary smile, “Awake?”

Her voice sounded unusually soft with a hint of weakness as she remembered what had happened earlier: “Are you all right?”

The smile on Severo’s face slowly faded as he smiled, his grip on Allyce’s hand tightening as he looked deeply at her. “Yes.”

Allyce asked again with trepidation: “Are you sure you’re not hurt?

Severo’s voice was a little raspy: “No”.

When Allyce heard him say that, she lowered her eyes and murmured, “I’m glad he’s OK”.

Although it was a small voice, Severo heard it.

Not that he hasn’t been injured or hospitalised over the years, and he has no shortage of people who care about him.

Unlike the average rich boy, he had worked alone in his early years, and injuries and illnesses were common, and he was warned to be careful ….

He himself felt it was logical to be hurt, to be sick.

No one ever cared about him as much as Allyce.

It was as if he took it for granted that she would block a knife for him and not let him get hurt, but she was just a tender child, and he was a big man, so a small wound was nothing.

Severo’s feeling that she had opened his heart and engraved the word “Allyce” on it.

…

After a long while, Severo calmed down and asked him gently: “Are you hungry?

Allyce’s eyes were narrowed, and she felt Severo’s voice was a little different than usual, but she was a little hungry, so she nodded.

Seeing this, Severo carefully helped her up, leaned her sideways against the bed and went to the table to get the thermos he had prepared earlier.

As soon as he opened the lid, the aroma spread through the room.

Allyce sniffed deeply, her voice still small: “Shredded chicken porridge?”.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

“Mmm.” Severo replied and reached over, pulling out the rice and handing it to her.

Allyce froze, thinking about what had happened before, she and Severus hadn’t reconciled, and feeding him the congee in such an intimate way made her uncomfortable.

He paused and said: “I will do it myself …”.

This time, Severo said nothing, nor did he withdraw the spoon he was holding, with stubbornness written on his beautiful eyebrows.

Allyce had no choice but to open her mouth and Severo put the porridge in her mouth.

He dared not look at Severo the whole time, and his pale face was tinged with a touch of red.

After she had eaten her fill, Severo took the spoon she had eaten with and began to eat as well.

Allyce opened her mouth to say something, but thought better of it, as it wasn’t the first time.

Although he was still eating in a very civilised way, he ate quickly, as if he was a little hungry.

Allyce thought it was funny that he was eating with the thermos in his arms and stared at him.

Then Severo ate even faster, quickly finishing the rest of the porridge and bullying his way to kissing Allyce.

He kissed with some urgency.

Once the kiss was over, Severo spoke lightly: “The next time you look at me like that, it won’t be as simple as just a kiss.