Almost a Wife Never His Love novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Tears welled in Ivy's eyes. "Am I… interrupting?"

Zane shoved Nova away instantly. "Ivy, it's not what you think!"

The sudden motion sent Nova tumbling backward. She crashed off the hospital bed—

Thud.

Her skull struck the sharp corner of the nightstand. Blood streamed down her temple.

"I'm so sorry for interrupting..." Ivy sobbed, fleeing down the hall.

"Ivy!"

Zane didn't glance at Nova's crumpled form. He sprinted after Ivy without hesitation.

Nova lay on the cold floor, vision blurring crimson.

A broken laugh escaped her—tears mixing with blood.

When nurses found her, she'd lost consciousness again from blood loss.

As consciousness bled away, a nurse's frantic shout pierced the haze.

"Head trauma! STAT!"

And Zane's footsteps—fading away.

The head injury extended Nova's hospital stay.

Zane never returned.

Of course. He's soothing Ivy.

She didn't call. Didn't text.

On discharge day, the Blackthorn butler phoned.

"Madam, arrangements for Mr. Blackthorn's birthday gala?"

Nova gripped her phone. Silent.

She'd orchestrated every one of Zane's birthdays.

The Blackthorns had wealth, not warmth.

His own parents forgot his peanut allergy—serving peanut-butter cakes yearly.

She remembered their first birthday together— him sneaking antihistamines.

"Why not tell them?" she'd asked, heart aching.

"Pointless." His voice was flat. "They care more about quarterly earnings."

So Nova took charge.

Every dish. Every flower. Tailored to his tastes.

No more allergic reactions. No more garish decorations.

"Madam?" The butler pressed.

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