Chapter 715: Chapter 715: Master Blackwood Mistook Someone’s Identity!
Unexpectedly, when she sneaked into the man’s hospital room, she found the door tightly closed, and Owen Rhodes was no longer waiting by the door as before.
Ivy Kensington’s heart tightened; could it be that he woke up tonight?
At this moment, inside the hospital room.
Indeed, Sebastian Blackwood had woken up at eight in the evening.
There was always a caretaker watching over his hospital room, and as soon as he woke, the caretaker excitedly informed everyone, "Master Blackwood is awake, he’s awake!"
Immediately, the news of Sebastian Blackwood waking spread throughout the entire Blackwood family.
Old Madam Blackwood hurried over as well.
"It’s good that you’ve woken up, it’s good that you’ve woken up!"
Old Madam Blackwood wiped her clouded eyes with the back of her hand, almost moved to tears.
After being in a coma for several days, upon waking, Sebastian Blackwood’s always handsome face appeared slightly gaunt, making his deep eyes even more obscure; he lifted his gaze, first glancing around the surroundings, then lowering his eyes, and in a slightly hoarse and indifferent voice said:
"Everyone out."
He just wanted to be alone quietly.
Old Madam Blackwood, who always complied with his requests, hurriedly said, "Quick, prepare some food for Sebastian, everyone out, come back later."
"Yes."
Soon, the doctors and nurses in the room all left.
The once noisy hospital room immediately quieted down.
Sebastian Blackwood leaned back against the hospital bed, his lips still somewhat pale, and raised a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose.
The wound hadn’t healed and was still a bit painful.
But his head felt even more muddled than the injured area, the pain making him somewhat restless.
Suddenly, feeling something slightly hard under the pillow, the man furrowed his rugged brow and then reached his hand under the pillow to take out the hidden item.
It was a small blue notebook, with a black pen clipped on the front page.
Whose notebook was left here?
Sebastian Blackwood tightly pressed his thin lips, then opened the notebook.
Inside, there were scattered words.
——[Sebastian Blackwood, how about we reconcile once you wake up?]
——[When I saw you lying here so pale, I was so scared...]
——[Sebastian Blackwood, I’ll tell you a secret, I actually like you much more than you imagine, even though I often get angry with you.]
——[I came to see you tonight and saw you react! Your fingers moved, does that mean you’ll wake up soon?]
Behind each sentence, there were some vivid cartoon images drawn.
There were ones of distress, tension, perplexity, worry, happiness...
Looking at the small notebook in his hand, Sebastian Blackwood slowly curved a faint smile on his lips.
Although he had been in a coma for several days, he had some awareness and knew that a woman had been accompanying him for these few nights.
One would think this notebook was left by that woman.
"Knock knock——"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Sylvia Sterling’s tall figure walked in.
"You’re awake?"
"Is this notebook yours?"
Their voices overlapped at that moment, and Sylvia Sterling’s gaze paused slightly on Sebastian Blackwood. It was the first time she had seen such a gentle look in his eyes and was momentarily taken aback.
Sebastian Blackwood, seeing her remain silent, assumed she had tacitly agreed, and a trace of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, not opposing her entry.
At this moment, "Sebastian Blackwood..."
Ivy Kensington hesitated for a long while, then finally ran over, pushing open the hospital room door.
Their eyes met in the air.
Ivy Kensington suddenly felt a chill throughout her body; in the man’s eyes, she saw nothing but endless unfamiliar coldness!
What did this mean...?