NovelBarJustin woke up on the couch after two hours of sleep. He opened his eyes and saw Rosalie playing with Steve on the bed. When she saw him awake, Rosalie smiled and looked at him. "Justin, you're awake. I thought you'd sleep a bit longer." "That's enough," Justin said as he went to the bathroom to wash his face.
Afterward, he picked up Steve from Rosalie's side. "Rose, would you like to go for a walk? It must be stifling in the ward." "Justin, how about having the doctor assess my mental state?" Hearing this, Justin seemed a bit puzzled. "Are you willing?" Rosalie nodded. "Yes. I was a bit resistant before, but after thinking it through, I've changed my mind." "Are you sure?" "Yes. I think if there's something wrong, it should be addressed. After all, I still have Steve to take care of. I can't just push through it." Seeing how serious Rosalie was, Justin knew she had truly thought it through. "Alright, I'll go find the doctor." About half an hour later, a psychiatrist walked into the room. The doctor needed to speak to Rosalie alone, so Justin took Steve out for a walk.
Around 40 minutes later, Rosalie called Justin, and he returned. The doctor had already left, and only Rosalie was in the room. "Rosalie, are you okay?" Rosalie nodded. "Yes, I'm fine. Don't worry." "What did the doctor say?" "The doctor said..." Rosalie lowered her gaze, clutching the bedsheet tightly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing her uneasy expression, Justin said, "Rose, if you don't want to tell me, that's okay. This is your privacy, and you don't have to share if you don't want to." If she didn't want to tell him, he wouldn't press further. He didn't want to make her uncomfortable.
"It's okay, I'm willing to tell you." Since it was Justin, she had no reason to hold back. "The initial diagnosis is anxiety and panic disorder. The high temperature and lack of ventilation in the bathroom led to the fainting episode." There was a brief silence from Justin, and then he gently took her hand, which was still clutching the bedsheet. "I'll stay with you." Rosalie forced a smile. "I'm sure I'll get through this. After all, I have Steve to take care of." "You don't need to get through it alone. If you're feeling upset, just tell me. I'll do anything for you." Rosalie's eyes shimmered with unshed tears.
"Justin," she suddenly called out his name.
Justin gently responded, "I'm here." She suddenly wanted to know the answer, even though she had already guessed part of it. Sthoughts cunbidden.
Justin's gaze was gentle and filled with emotion. His palm was still resting on Rosalie's hand, his thumb lightly tracing it. "Do you really want to know?" Content belongs to en.kikistories"I..." Rosalie lowered her eyes. "I think I can guess, but I'm not sure if I'm right.' "You're not wrong." Justin knew what she had guessed. It seemed they shared a silent understanding between them.
Rosalie felt a tingling sensation on the back of her hand and withdrew it from his palm.
A helpless smile appeared on Justin's face. "Maybe I won't say it. I think now is not the right time." Even though they both knew how each other felt, they hadn't broken through that last barrier yet.
Rosalie sighed softly. "Justin, I can't give you anything right now. My life is in such a mess. I can't..." "I understand," Justin gently interrupted her. "That's why I don't I e need anything from you. We'll solve everything together, step by step, The first step is for you to focus on getting better and get discharged from the hospital. Then we'll slowly address your mental health, and I'll also help you investigate Rebecca's death." Content belongs to en.kikistoriesJustin's calm and logical approach was exactly what Rosalie needed at that moment. She was deeply touched and nodded. "Okay." "Dada, Mama." Suddenly, Steve called out "Dada" and "Mama" while in Justin's arms.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRosalie was stunned. "Steve?" She quickly reached out to take Steve from Justin's arms. "Steve, did you just say Daddy and Mommy?" "Dada, Mama," Steve repeated, reaching out his little hands toward Rosalie.
"Steve, your daddy isn't here right now. It's just Mommy. He's your Uncle Justin. Can you call him 'Uncle Justin'?" Rosalie gently said.
"Dada. Mama," Steve still called out in the sway.
Rosalie kissed Steve gently on the forehead. The child was still too young to understand much, so she didn't push him.
Seeing the warm interaction between Rosalie and Steve, Justin let out a sigh of relief. The gentle smile on his face deepened as he watched them.
In truth, he didn't mind being Steve's father at all.
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