The Kiss that Sparked it All

Regina and Nolan hadn’t been waiting long when Dahlia was wheeled out of the treatment room. Her wound, under normal circumstances, would’ve been a quick fix. However, thanks to her status as a public figure, the doctors had taken extra care with cosmetic stitches to ensure no trace of a scar would mar her forehead.

As soon as Dahlia emerged, she called out Nolan’s name with a volume that echoed down the sterile hospital halls.

Nolan jumped to his feet and hurried to her side, joining the nurses in guiding her gurney toward her room.

“How are you feeling, Dahlia? Still feeling dizzy?” he asked with genuine concern etched on his face.

Regina, who had followed them, offered her assistance, too. But the moment Dahlia’s eyes landed on her, the smile vanished from her lips. “What are you doing here?”

“I came because I care, obviously. You’re hospitalized, and I thought I’d look after Nolan. He’s a guy, after all. Probably a bit clumsy when it comes to this sort of thing-not as attentive as I can be. Plus, we never really cleared the air about that little misunderstanding. I need you to know I’m not some homewrecker.”

Lying on the hospital bed, Dahlia’s features twisted into a grimace. Regina’s feigned concern and high- and-mighty excuses were enough to make her blood boil. Did Regina really think she was a fool?

“Ms. Tanner, I appreciate the sentiment, but I don’t need your kind of care. Nolan have known each other for years. We’ve always been there for each other when we know each other inside out. Your

presence alone is making my head spin. C clash of auras or something. Nolan, could you please ask Ms. Tanner to leave?”

Regina cast a helpless look at Nolan, clearly baffled by Dahlia’s absurd excuse. If s an issue with her, why didn’t she just say it outright? What was all this nonsense ab clashing auras?

Once the medical staff had settled Dahlia in her room and left, instructing her to rest an avoid any sudden movements, Nolan spoke up.

“I’ll call your agent to come over and take care of you,” he said, trying to find a middle ground.

Dahlia immediately grabbed his hand. “Oh, don’t be silly. You’re the one I want here. Sienna’s got kids to look after. It’d be downright cruel to drag her here now!”

Before Nolan could respond, Regina quickly chimed in, eager to assert her willingness to play nurse. “I could stay. My place is empty, and I can easily camp out here in the hospital. Dahlia, I really do owe you an apology. I might have been too rigid before, and that’s probably why you ended up in this mess. Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you.” All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Dahlia was at a loss as to whether Regina was playing dumb or truly clueless. All she wanted was to reclaim the private world she once shared with Nolan. She couldn’t understand why things had changed-couldn’t he take care of her just like old times?

Unbeknownst to Dahlia, Nolan’s situation had significantly altered. He was married now, and Regina was his wife, bound by the law. He was no longer the man at Dahlia’s beck and call, and the past they shared was just that a memory, one that Nolan had long since come to terms with.

Only Dahlia seemed trapped in that bygone era, unwilling to let go.

“I’m sorry, but we have elders at home. Nolan dan’t stick around to keep you company, Dahlia. Right now, I’m your best bet. Or we could hire a professional caregiver. They’d be more qualified than either of us,” Regina said, glancing at Nolan for support.

Nolan hadn’t said a word. He was curious to see how Regina would handle the situation. But Dahlia cut him off, her patience worn thin.

“Do you not understand plain English? I don’t want you here. What’s with all this pretense? Are you just waiting for me to throw in the towel?”