Chapter 178 A Gentle and Careful Aren

As her good friend, Eliza would naturally help Jocelyn find her happiness, but she wasn’t sure if Jocelyn was smart enough to tell that Aren had a real feeling for her.

“Mr. Luke, don’t worry. I won’t disturb them. This is Jocelyn’s phone. Please give it to her for me. If anything happens, get her to call

me.”

Eliza took out Jocelyn’s phone from her pocket and handed it to Luke. Seeing that Eliza really had no intention of breaking in, Luke relaxed.

“Alright, I’ll truthfully tell Miss Jocelyn what you said.” Luke took the phone.

Eliza glanced in the direction of the ward again. This time, she didn’t stay there. She turned around and walked out of the hospital.

She thought that she needed to find a hotel and get a room before taking a shower and sleeping. What happened today was too much for her.

Watching Eliza leave, Luke put the phone in his pocket and suddenly felt like he had forgotten something.

However, anything that he could remember shouldn’t be important. Miles, who had been forgotten in the trunk of the car, opened his eyes in the darkness.

In the ward, Jocelyn lay on the bed, still not fully awake. If not for the pain on her neck and the smell of disinfectant in the air, Jocelyn would have thought that she had gone to heaven or hell.

After all, the situation at that time was really life-threatening. Miles grabbed her neck like a madman, and his fingers were like steel bars that locked on her neck, making Jocelyn suffocate.

Fortunately, help arrived in time. She did not lose her life and just fainted. This was extremely fortunate.

Now she thought about it, Jocelyn still felt a lingering fear. After all, she was so close to losing her life.

Tentatively, Jocelyn opened her eyes again. This time, she did not open them too quickly. She took a while to adjust her eyes to the brightness before opening them completely.

Jocelyn turned around and saw Aren sitting beside her bed.

“Thank you.” Jocelyn expressed her gratitude to Aren, but like the doctor said, her vocal cords were injured, and she did not make a sound even after trying very hard.

Perhaps because her voice was too low, Aren only saw Jocelyn’s mouth move, but he did not hear what Jocelyn said. But looking at Jocelyn’s expression, Aren could pretty much guess. “Do you want some water? The doctor said that you can’t make a sound because your vocal cord is injured. If you really want to thank me, wait until you’ve recovered your voice before apologizing to me in person.”

Aren did not give Jocelyn a chance to answer his question, nor did he give her a chance to reject him. He picked up a glass of water from the cabinet and brought it to Jocelyn’s mouth.

Aren’s face was expressionless, but his actions were careful and gentle. Looking at the water glass that was handed to her, Jocelyn opened her mouth and her face quickly grew red. This was the first time Aren was feeding her water.

She had never thought that Aren would have such a gentle side to him.

This action did not seem to match his identity, but because of that, it made Jocelyn feel like she was someone who was cherished by Aren.

However, as soon as this idea popped up in her mind, Jocelyn shook it off without hesitation. She told herself again that she and Aren were only engaged in a contracted marriage and that he couldn’t possibly love her.

In New York, there were countless women who were more outstanding than her, why would Aren like her?

At the thought that Aren might like someone else, the joy of escaping from death faded a

lot.

However, Jocelyn did not exhibit her emotion on his face.

Looking at Aren, who looked especially tall and upright under the light, Jocelyn looked away in a panic, but soon her gaze landed on him again, thinking to herself that without Aren coming to her rescue, she would probably be soon buried six feet under.