The Demon’s Angelic Love - Chapter 182

The one who entered the intensive care unit was one of the nurses, and she immediately checked on Michy’s condition. She also had called a doctor to give Michy a throughout checkup, and the doctor finally let Michy be moved to the ward.

The doctor had informed the good news to the people who were waiting in front of the intensive care unit. Michy finally woke up again after he ‘slept’ for twelve hours, and the idol was finally better again.

Azren looked so excited when he saw how the nurses pushed the hospital bed where Michy was lying on top of it. He kept smiling, and he also kept glancing at the young idol. However, the idol’s lips kept forming a thin line, and the blue eyes just blankly gazed at the ceiling.

The demon frowned, “Do you think something happened with Michy when he was unconscious, Felice?”

It was only Felice who was still with him right now because CM had left for her schedule. The pinkette was walking behind him, and she also furrowed her brows upon hearing Azren’s question.

“Maybe Michy still feels weak, and that’s why he remains silent. We can try to comfort him later in the ward,” Felice answered casually.

Michy indeed had been silent ever since the nurses pushed the hospital bed to the ward, and the boy only glanced at Azren a little but didn’t utter any words.

That was indeed strange, but both Azren and Felice needed to wait until they arrived at the VIP ward first before they could try to initiate a conversation with Michy.

The hospital bed finally entered the VIP ward, and after the nurses made sure that everything was alright with the fragile idol, they excused themselves from the room, leaving only Michy with the two people.

Felice was the one who immediately walked over to Michy and made sure that Michy was resting comfortably under the thick blanket.

“Is the temperature alright? Or do I need to increase the temperature?” The girl asked.

Michy’s face was still pale, and he stared at the female manager blankly. Getting no response from the young idol, Felice stopped her movements and gazed at the young boy.

“What’s wrong, Michy? You were so bold yesterday, but you suddenly fell unconscious. If you feel sad and can’t hold back anymore, then you can share your burden with us. Don’t punish your body by holding back all the time,” Felice tried to speak softly to the idol as she didn’t want to pressure the idol more.

Michy finally sighed before answering, “I’m fine.” The voice was barely audible, but Felice still managed to catch it.

Michy’s right hand was resting on top of his stomach that was covered by the blanket, and Felice grabbed it before giving it a light squeeze. “This is why you fall sick, Michy. You―”

“Felice, can you buy me some food? I haven’t eaten anything since morning, and I’m hungry now. You also need to eat something so you won’t fall sick.”

Felice’s words were cut by Azren’s sudden request. It was so sudden, and the female manager turned to the taller man with a surprised look on her face. It was the first time Azren dared to request something from her, and she was stunned by the request.

Even so, Felice was able to read the situation well. Michy was unwilling to open himself to her, so probably the boy would want to share the burden with Azren since the man was the boy’s boyfriend.

That was why the pinkette nodded her head before turning to Michy once again and flashing a small smile at the idol. She then turned around again and walked towards the door. Opening the door, she then completely left the room.

Now it was only Azren and Michy in the room. Azren was standing not so close to the bed, and he walked over to the bed carefully without breaking eye contact with the idol. Ever since Felice left the room, the idol’s blue eyes were on Azren all the time.

“I didn’t expect that you would be so heavy, Michy. Now my back feels so sore because I was running with you on my back early in the morning,” Azren tried to break the tension with a joke, and he even massaged his shoulder to strengthen his argument.

“I didn’t ask you to give me a piggyback,” Michy replied coldly.

Azren smiled when he received the cold answer from his boyfriend. Michy was his boyfriend, but the idol couldn’t immediately treat him warmly. He didn’t protest it, though. Whether it was cold or warm Michy, he would always accept the young boy no matter what.

“If you really want to be a painter instead of an idol, then you can do as you wish, Michy. You don’t have to listen to other people’s words.”

Michy had not even said anything to him, but Azren looked like he could understand Michy so well. He could guess that Michy was not really bothered by the scandal that was happening on the internet now, but the idol might be bothered by his decision that was rejected by Willem Shelton immediately.

“You don’t think that it’s only my silly decision for wanting to be a painter instead of an idol?” Michy questioned the taller man.

Azren indeed doubted it when he talked to Trissa last night. The girl said that Michy was still young and probably would change his mind in the future, but after talking with Felice and CM earlier, he realized that Michy was not a careless youth who would easily change his mind.

Two years ago when Michy lost his adoptive parents, he could even act maturely by hiding his pain instead of crying miserably. For a boy his age, Michy was indeed mature.

With that in mind, Azren smiled before grabbing the idol’s hand and kissing the back of the hand tenderly. “I will always believe in you, Michy.. No matter what kind of decision you will make in the future.”