"I’ve been paying attention to you for a long time. I liked you the first time I saw you. I want to see you every day, and even my dreams at night are full of you. I know this sounds kind of sudden, but if I don’t say what’s in my heart, I’m seriously going to suffocate!"

"So... would you be my boyfriend?"

The moment Serene Whitmore pushed open the hospital room door, she heard a nurse finally working up the nerve to confess to a patient, her voice soft and shy enough to melt on the spot.

And what a coincidence—that patient just happened to be the man Serene had saved a month ago. Seeing the scene in front of her, she didn’t step in right away. She just leaned casually against the doorframe, watching with clear interest.

This was already the third confession this month.

A month ago, when Serene had rescued him while sketching outdoors, the man had been covered in blood, injured so badly he looked half-dead. Back then, who would’ve guessed he’d turn out this popular...

The nurse was so nervous at that moment that her face was red all the way down to her neck. She didn’t notice Serene had arrived at all. Seeing that the man still wasn’t saying anything, she got even more flustered. "Why aren’t you saying anything? Was I too abrupt? It’s okay. I can wait for you to like me. I can wait until you say yes to me yourself!"

The male lead of this confession scene had already noticed Serene’s arrival. He pulled his cold, dismissive gaze away from the nurse and fixed it directly on Serene.

Serene caught his look and knew she couldn’t keep standing there anymore. So she walked over. "No need to wait."

She cut the nurse off, a faint smile on her face, then said lightly, "He’s mute. You didn’t know that?"

"What?" The nurse stared at the man propped halfway up on the bed in shock. He had a handsome, refined face and that untouchable, highborn kind of aura. A man like that... was actually mute?

"That’s right. Not only is he mute, but his attending physician also said his legs might be permanently paralyzed. Miss Nurse, I know this is a face-first world, but girls really should look at more than just appearances. Are you seriously willing to spend the rest of your life with a disabled man who can’t even speak?"

The nurse’s face turned green, then red.

Spend the rest of her life with a mute cripple? Deep down, she was a hard no on that.

But she had just made such a heartfelt confession, and now she couldn’t back out without looking ridiculous. She puffed up her cheeks and glared at Serene. "And who are you? Why are you here acting all bossy?"

"I’m trying to save you from jumping into a pit, and you’re blaming me instead—" Before Serene could finish, the man on the bed suddenly reached out, pulled her a little closer, and gently brushed the loose strands of hair away from her forehead.

Serene and the nurse both froze, eyes widening at the same time.

Inside, Serene was screaming.

Seriously? If you want to reject someone, don’t use me as your human shield, okay?

As for the nurse, she was already on the verge of falling apart. She stomped her foot and burst out, "What exactly are you two?"

Right then, the attending doctor walked in. Seeing Serene, he said, "Miss Whitmore, your husband can be discharged today. Please sign here."

Husband...

The nurse’s face turned downright sickly green.

She was completely messed up now. She looked at Serene, then at the man on the bed she’d liked for a whole month, and finally ran out crying.