Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts

Chapter 289

Ines was all jittery that day, worried sick about the sick one at home. Even though Ethan had reassured her over the phone that the condition had improved, she couldn't help but worry. So, she decided to knock off early and head home.

As she stepped into the house, she saw Ethan emerging from his study, looking like he had just wrapped up his work and was a bit off. She tossed her bag onto the sofa with a huff, "I told Lucas not to hand you any paperwork today. Why did he still do it?"

"I am not seriously ill, just a minor cold. It's not like I can't work. Have you ever seen anyone skive off work just because of a cold?" Ethan said.

"Alright, alright, workaholic. I can't win against you." Ines pouted.

Ines had this healthy, pinkish complexion. And now that she had just walked in from outside, her face looked baby soft. The way she was pouting made her look like a girl in her early twenties, making Ethan's heart flutter, wanting to pinch her cheeks.

Thinking so, he actually moved to do it. But before he could reach her. He sneezed, which startled him into retreating.

"You said you're getting better. I knew I couldn't trust you. Does this look like you're getting better to you?" Ines scolded.

Ethan ruffled his hair awkwardly. "Guess I'm not fully recovered yet."

"Izzy, I told Ethan to go to the hospital for an IV, but he insisted he's fine. I couldn't convince him. Can you talk some sense into him?" Camela popped her head out from the kitchen upon hearing Ines's voice.

"We're going to the hospital now." Ines said.

Ethan waved his hand dismissively, "It's okay, let's eat dinner first."

Ethan's cold hit him hard. By nightfall, it had worsened. He was coughing, and had a runny nose.

Still, he refused to go to the hospital, insisting on taking medicine instead. Ines had to nag him quite a bit before she finally convinced him to go.

Lucas came to pick them up. At the hospital, Ethan made Ines put on a mask before allowing her to accompany him for the IV.

Ines felt helpless, thinking that Ethan was being overly cautious. But she knew he was doing it all for their child, so she indulged him.

Ines sat by his side the whole time, holding his hand. "Looks like you've been overworking and not exercising enough. Your health is deteriorating."

"Catching a cold during this season is normal. I haven't had a cold in years. This one might be a good detox." Ethan chuckled.

"You're just making excuses." Ines said.

They chatted idly as Ines's voice slowly dwindled, responding less and less.

Ethan knew she was tired but couldn't send her back. He sped up the IV to the fastest setting. Looking at her peaceful face, his heart softened. The old him would never waste time on an IV, as it was too time-consuming and he didn't have the patience to see the drip slowly enter his bloodstream. Plus, he was always in peak health, a cold was nothing a few pills and some grit couldn't fix.

But now with her by his side, he didn't find the time passing slowly. The two hours flew by.

By the time they got home after the IV, it was already past 10 p.m. Ethan's symptoms had improved. But when it came to bedtime, Camela insisted on keeping Ines away from Ethan. She had to sleep with Camela in her room.

However, Ethan's cold came and went quickly. The next day, he was back at full energy, only a bit hoarse.

Early in the morning, he woke her up for a prenatal checkup. Confused, Ines asked, "Is it time already?"

"Yes, I checked with Camela. She also said it's time." Ethan said.

"Alright." Ines said.

This time, they arrived half an hour earlier than the last time. The doctor hadn't even started his shift, but there were already a few people in line.

Ines leaned against Ethan with a smile, "Everyone becomes diligent when it comes to their children. Look at them lining up so early."

"Indeed, we're not even that early." Ethan said. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"As long as there aren't too many people, it's fine." Ines said.

They whispered to each other. Then, a pregnant woman behind them excitedly said to Ethan, "Aren't you Mr. Meyer who sued 152 companies for his wife?"

Caught off guard by being recognized, they both felt a bit awkward. They didn't expect to be recognized in a hospital.

Ethan nodded slightly at her.

The woman covered her mouth and giggled, "It's rare to see a man who loves his wife so much these days."

Ethan just smiled without saying anything, the woman was about to say something else when a man hurriedly ran over, "Honey, why did you run so fast?"

The woman's face darkened immediately, "Look at the queue. Even busy Mr. Meyer woke up early to accompany his wife for the prenatal checkup. Still, he's ahead of you."

"Okay, okay, my bad. I'll wake up earlier next time." The guy said.

"It's obviously your fault. You don't earn much, and you're not considerate towards me and the baby. You always procrastinate on prenatal checkups, and you even missed one." The woman complained.

The man's face fell at being scolded in public, but he didn't say anything. It was clear that he was a tolerant husband, "I'm just trying to earn money." He explained with a chuckle.

The woman huffed, "That's your son. Everything you do for him is your responsibility. If you think it's too hard, you shouldn't have gotten me pregnant. Complaining now doesn't help."

"Right, right, right. I'm wrong. Everything you said is right." The man's words were full of appeasement.

Ines hadn't meant to eavesdrop on their conversation. But since she was standing right behind them, she heard everything clearly. She gave Ethan a silent smile.

Every couple had their way of getting along. As long as they were happy, it was the right way. Even though the woman.

Ethan pinched Ines's nose gently, and they communicated silently.

Lately, even though Ines had been running around like a headless chicken, thanks to Camela and Ethan having her back, she had been eating like a horse. All her health check-ups were looking peachy and her kid was growing like a weed.