After caring for my comatose husband for three years, I sold my property to hire specialists for his treatment when I saw the comments appearing on the screen. [This is the final test. If the female supporting character spends all her money to hire experts from Country D, the male lead will believe she isn’t with him for money, will immediately wake up, and take her back to inherit billions.] [No way! If she hires experts, how can the gentle heroine continue with the male lead pretending to be in a coma?] [Exactly, I’m still waiting to see the male lead sneak up at night to sweetly kiss the heroine.] I couldn’t believe it as I looked at Gideon lying quietly. Was he faking it? No, it couldn’t be. I went back to the attending doctor to have Gideon examined. The doctor’s answer was the same as before. “Ms. Daphne, Mr. Gideon still shows no signs of waking up.” I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew it, Gideon couldn’t be lying to me. But the next moment, the comments appeared again. [For a moment, I suspected the female supporting character might have found out something. But luckily, the doctor didn’t spill the beans.] [My heart was in my throat too, almost thinking the male lead pretending to be in a coma was about to be discovered!] [Don’t worry~ Don’t forget the male lead Gideon’s identity as the Crown Prince of the Capital Circle. The hospital has long been bribed. Without his permission, no one dares to reveal he’s pretending. The female supporting character will never find out he’s faking.] Seeing these comments, a shiver ran down my spine. I glanced at the doctor who checked him; he avoided my gaze and comforted me: “Ms. Daphne, you’ve been taking good care of your husband for three years. As long as you keep it up, I believe he’ll wake up soon.” How soon is soon? I didn’t respond to the doctor’s words but called out to Gideon. Calling him again and again, just like when we were dating. I cried as I recounted our dating memories, hoping he’d wake up to see me, but he still didn’t react. I cried for a long time, and after venting my emotions, my mind cleared up. Even though I didn’t know what those comments were, their words hadn’t been proven, and I didn’t believe the Gideon who supported me all along would deceive me. I had already sold my property and bought a plane ticket for this afternoon. I wiped my tears, got up, and packed my things.
These past two years, to take care of Gideon, I moved a lot of stuff to the hospital room. After selling the house, I moved the remaining items here. This trip to Country D was a long journey, and as I packed, I talked to Gideon. “The first time you celebrated my birthday with me, I wished to visit Country D. You said you’d go with me, but who knew I’d go there to find someone to save you. If I’d known going to Country D was to save you, I wouldn’t have made that wish.” “Gideon, I’ll be gone for at least a week this time. During this week, I’ve hired Aunt to take care of you. When I get back, you’ll surely be awake!” But the comments appeared again: [The female supporting character is leaving for a week? Won’t the male lead and the gentle heroine baby be able to explore many places together for a week?] [Right, with the female supporting character gone for a week, the male lead and the heroine baby can snuggle sweetly in the hospital room. Maybe they can explore new places too, I’d love to see that!] [You two, stop dreaming! The female supporting character won’t make it a week because she’ll have a car accident on the way to the airport, miss her flight, and completely lose the chance to hire experts. That way, she won’t pass Gideon’s test, and Gideon won’t believe in love, only enjoys desire, and ends up with our gentle heroine.] I paused while packing my luggage. Would I have a car accident? Although these comment predictions hadn’t been verified, they seemed plausible. Could everything happen as the comments said? I still didn’t want to believe that the suddenly appearing comments were true or that Gideon, who I’d been in love with for years, was a fraud. So, I decided to test what the comments predicted. With my luggage, I got in a taxi to the airport. After getting in, the first thing I told the driver was to drive carefully. But the car still met with an accident. A car with failed brakes at the corner crashed into several vehicles, including the taxi. Although the driver and I weren’t seriously injured, the scene was blocked, and I was stranded on the overpass, missing my flight to Country D. As I was in despair, the comments appeared again: [Oh my! The male and female leads in this wildly passionate story are insane. Even the rooftop is fine? The male lead’s physique is amazing!] [Role-playing, little nurse and patient, it’s forbidden but so tempting!] [Honestly, while this sneaky togetherness is thrilling, I still wish the female supporting character would exit quickly, and the leads could show their love every day.] [Don’t worry above, the female supporting character already had a car accident, she can’t hire experts, she’s out. She’ll be kicked out in a few days! Be patient!] The comments were shocking. I ignored my wounds and rushed back to the hospital.
Gideon and I fell in love freely. I first met him during a work-study program. It seemed like he broke something and didn’t know what to do. Seeing his gloomy expression, I kindly helped him deal with the broken item and negotiated with the boss about compensation. Luckily, the item wasn’t expensive, and the boss didn’t ask for much. He paid, and we went back to school together. I learned he was from my school and, like me, was a student working part-time due to financial difficulties. I lost my parents young and relied on my grandparents and my own efforts to get through school. I felt a connection with someone in a similar situation, and since he was quite talkative, we exchanged contacts and shared many part-time jobs. Gradually, we confirmed our relationship. Our love was simple, plain, and fulfilling. There was no epic romance or dramatic turmoil, just as I expected, and I was content. In our third year of dating, he proposed to me. He said he came from a modest background, didn’t have assets, only a decent face, and hoped to marry me to live a simple life. I didn’t care about his background or looks; I liked him because our personalities matched. I accepted his proposal, but two months after our wedding, he had an accident. The doctor said he unfortunately became a vegetative state and might lie in bed for life. But he was young, and if I persisted in treatment, helping his recovery, there was a good chance he’d wake up. So, for three years, I’ve been diligently caring for him, giving up opportunities at big companies, and sold everything my grandparents left me to treat him. But now, the comments tell me. All my efforts and dedication were just his test for me. And I was just the antagonist in his story, the one who loved but couldn’t have him, who turned evil from love and faded away as a malicious non-playable character.
It was already evening when I reached the hospital. As the comments predicted, Gideon wasn’t in the hospital room. A nurse on duty saw my injuries and came to help me. My heart was utterly cold as I leaned against the wall and asked the nurse: “Where’s my husband?” The nurse looked at the hospital room, confused: “Yeah, where’s your husband? Nurse Quinn saw him during rounds, and the Aunt you hired already left. Where did your husband go?” I leaned against the wall, unmoving. The nurse, seeing my disheveled state, softly comforted me: “It’s okay. Everyone in the hospital knows your husband, and given his condition, no one could take him out. He can’t go elsewhere, we’ll find him soon. Would you like to treat your wounds first?” I waved her off, speaking each word deliberately: “I want to know where he is right now!” Seeing my distress, the nurse, though worried, went to make calls to find him. I leaned against the wall, exhausted. At that moment, the comments appeared again. [Wow, so thrilling! The female supporting character is in the corridor, while the male lead and heroine are passionately making out next door.] [Gideon’s lips are bruised, who knew our gentle heroine was such a little lion!] [You must be new here, right? Our heroine baby didn’t just bruise Gideon’s lips; there are marks elsewhere too.] [The chemistry between them is just amazing! The sweet and soft heroine pinning Gideon down to kiss him, the contrast is delightful.] A “bang” sounded from the room next door, something had fallen. I froze. The comments continued. [The heroine baby saw the returning female supporting character but still dared to make such noise, so bold yet brave!] [I think it’s brave too, but won’t their intensity get them discovered by the female supporting character? I’m worried!] [Relax, they locked the door when they went in. The female supporting character can’t open it!] [I mean, when she finds the male lead missing, won’t she discover he was deceiving her? I don’t want him to be wrongfully accused of being a jerk!] [Oh, that! She won’t find out! The hospital has doctors cooperating with the male lead. Once they’re done, the doctor will wheel him back, claiming it’s for muscle relaxation and rehabilitation. With a doctor helping, the female supporting character will believe it.] [The male lead prepared so thoroughly?] [Of course! Without such comprehensive preparation, how could he deceive the female supporting character for so long?] [The male lead baby is impressive!] Just as the comments predicted, Gideon was wheeled back by a doctor. I asked the doctor, and he gave the same explanation as the comments. “`plaintext
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