Chapter 821 Edward's Rival in Love Has Returned to the Country
Capital Hospital.
Hestia groggily woke up and suddenly sat up, anxiously checking the time. "Oh no, I'm going to be late."
Edward had been by her bedside the whole time, falling asleep while leaning on the side.
Hestia looked at him, momentarily dazed, 'This man is really good-looking, even when he's sleeping.'
Was it him who saved me last night?
Hestia felt somewhat flustered, regarding Edward she still didn't know well after their marriage, it always felt like a dream to her.
There was a sense of unfamiliarity and distance.
But seeing him keeping watch by her bedside all night, Hestia felt a ripple in her heart.
Growing up, Hestia was a well-behaved girl from a small town, a top student who only knew how to study.
She loved studying and reading, often immersed herself in her own world.
So she seemed to be insulated from the opposite sex, with no suitors.
She had only experienced one relationship, which wasn't a very pleasant one.
She had always been indifferent to emotions, often realizing things too late. She never noticed when others liked her and always kept herself wrapped up, protecting herself too well.
Her relationship with Saul was also something she realized late.
Saul was also a top student, just like her. In the first twenty years of their lives, they only had studying and hard work. They seemed to have met a kindred spirit, always able to resonate with each other.
Hestia admitted that her feelings for Saul were real. Saul was the first man to make her feel the sensation of love, her first love, and they once had a beautiful memory.
The place where she and Saul went on dates the most was the library, making them the most boring couple for everyone. They were too similar, apart from studying, they seemed to have no other common topics or hobbies.
Even when they deeply loved each other, they didn't know to hold hands, let alone kiss or anything else.
Hestia knew that as a woman, she was really boring. Compared to girls like Jessa, she was too dull. The ending between her and Saul seemed destined from the beginning.
"Awake?" Feeling Hestia beside him trying to get out of bed, Edward suddenly woke up. He had been sitting all night and couldn't hold on any longer, so he dozed off for a while. "Is there anywhere else you feel uncomfortable?"
He was a bit worried.
Hestia felt a bit nervous and awkwardly waved her hand, after all, she wasn't used to being taken care of like this.
But Edward was very natural, getting up to fetch her slippers, helping her put them on, and then going to the bathroom to get a warm towel to wipe her hands.
Hestia felt a bit nervous but didn't seem to resist. She almost instinctively wanted to pull her hand back, but Edward instantly held it.
"Thank you... I... I can do it myself." She stammered, and her ears turning red.
She had dated Saul for three years and never held hands. However, Edward was really good at charming girls.
Hestia began to be curious about Edward. Such an excellent person must have a lot of dating experience, right?
Although curious, she didn't dare to ask.
"You are my wife, it's my duty to take care of you." Edward said seriously, touching her hand. After all, it was the first time he had observed her hand so closely. Her fingers were slender and long, soft, and because of shyness, her fingertips were a bit warm.
In Edward's view, Hestia was like a natural, unpolished jade. Her fingers were long and elegant, thin and soft, with nails that naturally displayed a light pink hue, looking very healthy and clean.
She never knew how to dress herself up, never had a manicure, but just by applying some hand cream, her hands were already incredibly beautiful.
She usually liked to hide her hands in the long sleeves of her hoodies, not letting anyone notice.
Watching Edward seriously wiping her hands, Hestia's ears turned red. "I... I'm going to be late. I still have to go to work. My internship is almost over, and I'm afraid the boss will make it difficult for me."
Hestia was telling the truth. The leader would definitely take the opportunity to find her mistakes and then force her to leave the company.
"Hestia, have you ever thought about marrying the company's president, so no one would dare to bully you at work?" Edward coughed lightly and asked tentatively.
He had already intervened in this matter, and she would find out sooner or later.
Hestia looked at Edward with disbelief. "Although I don't have much dating experience, I know how important it is to be well-matched. I wouldn't even dream about such unrealistic things."
She was a very realistic person. She never fantasized about unrealistic things, so she never cared if her partner was rich, as long as he was hardworking and ambitious.
Many of her classmates had found rich boyfriends, and Jessa's boyfriends were richer one after another. They seemed to be competing with each other, something Hestia didn't understand and didn't want to understand.
With her abilities, finding someone of equal status to settle down with, living together, getting married, and having children, she didn't hope for any earth-shattering love, a calm and peaceful life would be just fine.
Sometimes Hestia felt like she was just an NPC in this world, born to make up the numbers for those lives and loves that burned brightly.
"What if you met one?" Edward asked.
"Class is actually very important. Even if I met one, I wouldn't be interested." Hestia hurried to wash up and ran into the bathroom. "The life experiences, exposure, and education that wealthy people have from a young age are beyond the reach of ordinary people for a lifetime. So how could two people from such different worlds possibly have a chance to collide? Even if I met someone like that, I should be aware of my own limits."
A real prince would never fall in love with a poor girl. They would only love princesses.
So, fairy tales and novels were all lies. Since ancient times, how many poor girls without family backgrounds who married into wealthy families ended up happily?
Feeling Hestia's resistance, Edward leaned against the wall outside the door, not knowing what to do with her.
Growing up, he was considered the top in the family, the one with the most ideas. Now, his mind was suddenly blank, unable to come up with a better solution.
"I have to go now, thank you." Hestia finished washing up, hurriedly messed up her bangs, and turned to run away.
When Hestia pulled her hair up and took off her glasses, she was really beautiful, making it hard to look away. But she was good at hiding all her advantages, with thick glasses and heavy bangs.
Seeing that she didn't know how to dress herself up, Edward was just indifferent, thinking it was good, as it was quite safe when she was out.
Unexpectedly, she was still targeted.
This won't do.
Squinting his eyes, Edward made a call to his assistant. "Don't let Hestia know my identity for now, keep it a secret as long as possible."
He had to find a way to date her first.
Once she fell in love with him, maybe she wouldn't care about family background anymore.
In any case, it was definitely not a good time now.
As soon as Edward hung up the phone, Hestia hurried back and bumped into Edward who was about to leave.
Hestia looked up at him, her heart beating a bit faster.
Sure enough, humans have no resistance to beautiful things .
She had to admit, Edward was really good-looking.
"I... I left my phone." Hestia ran to the bedside to get her phone, her ears red, ready to run.
Edward grabbed her wrist. "Honey, come home tonight, I'll cook for you?"
He had found a small apartment near Hestia's university, and sometimes they would stay there together, but unfortunately, they still slept in separate rooms.
Most of the time, Hestia slept in the dormitory. When she occasionally came back, they didn't seem like a couple, more like roommates.
"Okay." Hestia nodded. "I'll buy some fruit for you."
She really wanted to thank Edward for yesterday.
Just as she was about to leave, she saw a figure in a white coat, and her steps suddenly froze.
That person looked like Saul.
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