Divorced

Chapter 515

Sidney frowned and said, “What could be more important than his wife’s life?”

Aveline didn’t want to dwell on this topic, so she changed the subject. “Be careful not to wet your wound. When you get home, try to eat light foods to avoid infection.”

Sidney gave her a long look, understanding she was trying to change the subject. He didn’t press further.

The car soon arrived at the entrance of Maple Garden.

After getting out, Sidney followed Aveline inside.

Aveline said, “This is far enough. You should go home and rest.”

Sidney insisted, “No, I’ll feel better once I see you to your door.”

His concern was evident, making it hard for Aveline to refuse.

She nodded and led the way.

As they stepped out of the elevator, Aveline said, “Thank you for walking me back. Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?”

Since he had accompanied her all the way to her door, it was only polite to offer.

Sidney shook his head. “No, thanks. Now that you’re home safely, I’ll head back.”

Aveline stood by the elevator. “Thank you so much for today. I’ll treat you to dinner sometime.” NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Sidney nodded. “Alright.”

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, Sidney suddenly collapsed!

Aveline’s eyes widened in shock. She rushed forward to catch him, anxiously asking, “Sidney, what’s wrong?”

Sidney’s brow furrowed tightly. “I’m dizzy…”

Aveline helped him out of the elevator and into her apartment, settling him on the sofa. “Are you feeling very dizzy? Is there anywhere else you’re in pain?”

Had the attacker injured him somewhere else? She regretted not insisting on a full medical checkup

earlier.

Sidney didn’t speak, his face visibly growing paler, as if he didn’t have the strength to talk.

Aveline panicked, pulling out her phone to call emergency services.

Seeing her, Sidney struggled to say, “I’m fine. I just need to rest.”

Aveline’s expression was serious. “Are you sure? Don’t scare me like that.”

Sidney managed a weak smile. “Really, it’s just sudden dizziness, probably because of low blood sugar.”

Aveline, seeing his insistence, decided against calling an ambulance and opted to observe him for a while instead.

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She went into the kitchen and made some honey water, bringing it to his lips. “Drink a little; it might make you feel better.”

Sidney took the cup. “Thank you.”

Aveline got up and entered the kitchen to start cooking. Hearing the sounds of her preparations, Sidney turned to look and saw her busy with an apron on. A fleeting shadow crossed his eyes, but he quickly masked it, returning to his weak appearance.

Aveline prepared four dishes and a soup. When she returned to the living room, Sidney’s condition seemed much improved; his face wasn’t as pale.

“Are you feeling better?” Aveline asked with concern.

Sidney nodded. “Yes, much better.”

Aveline sighed in relief. “I’ve made dinner. Come and eat.”

Sidney looked at her in surprise. “You can cook?”

Aveline nodded. “I usually cook for myself. I don’t trust the hygiene of restaurant food.”

Sidney agreed, “That’s true. A lot of them don’t meet hygiene standards.”

He followed her to the dining room. Seeing the delicious–looking dishes, his eyes lit up.

Aveline served him some pasta and placed it in front of him. “Try it and see if it suits your taste.”