The Heiress Strikes Back

At this moment, Wallace was actually glad that Sharon couldn’t see because the production team was looking at them, which made his ears turn red.

Sharon could feel her husband’s sweat flowing down the back of his head like a stream. She reached out and gently wiped it with the sleeve of her high-end gown.

Wallace didn’t smell like sweat. Instead, he smelled like green olives, which made Sharon blush even more and unconsciously press against her spouse’s back.

Although Wallace wasn’t the broad and strong type, he made her feel like she could rely on him. Moreover, Wallace was a rare person who could give her a sense of security.

In the ambulance, the nurse seriously checked Sharon’s eyes, but her expression was a little solemn. “Fortunately, the amount wasn’t that much. The left eye will be more serious, and you won’t be able to see for a while. The right eye will be cleaned today, and you’ll be able to regain some vision the day after tomorrow. Don’t overuse your eyes these few days, and pay attention to your rest.”

Sharon nodded and sat quietly in the ambulance with her eyes closed.

At this moment, a young nurse beside her carefully sat next to Sharon. “Y-you’re Sharon? I’ve seen your performance, Gazelle, and it was really amazing. It made my eyes water. You sang too well. I think Mr. Xander should choose you. Can I take a photo with you?”

“Sure.”

Seeing Sharon’s faint smile, the nurse mustered her courage and asked, “I saw the news online just now. Your eyes’ current condition was caused by Xenia, right?”

Sharon didn’t answer. I don’t know about this yet. As for whether it is Xenia or the person behind her, I still have to investigate it after I recover.

“Is this your husband, Mr. Harris? This is the first time I’ve seen him. Previously, Mr. Harris rarely appeared in public. Now that I take a look, he’s indeed a perfect match. You two are very compatible!”

Although Sharon couldn’t see, she could feel the enthusiasm of the nurse beside her. She said softly, “Thank you.”

Unexpectedly, the nurse became even more excited. “Gazelle is really too good. I’ll definitely vote for you, so can I post today’s photos?”

The older nurse coughed twice, and the young nurse instantly restrained herself.

Wallace hoped that his wife could take the opportunity to rest for a while, so he said, “As long as it’s not used for commercial purposes, everything else is fine. We’re already at the entrance of the hospital, and we still have to return to the recording venue in the afternoon. We’ll get off first.”

With that, Wallace carried his wife out of the ambulance and walked toward the ophthalmology department.

The doctor and nurse had been waiting there since early in the morning to check on Sharon.

Sharon was searching for something on her body-sure enough, she found a packet of tissues in the jacket that Whitney had thrown at her. She immediately took one out and handed it to Wallace.

Looking at the tissue between his wife’s slender fingers, Wallace looked up, his eyes no longer sparkling. It is obvious that the doctor’s operation is painful and that she is sweating, but she handed the tissue to me first.

Wallace’s heart softened. I will definitely get to the bottom of this.

Sharon didn’t expect her significant other not to take it for so long, so she reached for her side. He is clearly sitting beside me, so why didn’t he take the tissue?

She thought about how Wallace had carried her so far when they came and how they had taken a big detour when they got out of the car. Perhaps he is exhausted.

Coincidentally, the doctor went to get the medicine. Sharon turned around and gently wiped the sweat off Wallace’s forehead.

“Wow, it’s so sweet! It’s not like what the Internet says at all. The two of them are very close.”

“She’s prettier than she looks on TV. If I don’t vote for her, I won’t be human.”

“Sharon is really worth it. You didn’t believe it before, but you have nothing to say now!”

They all heard that Sharon had come to the ophthalmology department, so the nurses who paid more attention to the casting selection gathered at the door of the department and gestured enviously at the two of them. If it weren’t for the fact that the doctors in the ophthalmology department were stricter, they would’ve rushed in to ask for an autograph.

Sharon retracted her hand shyly when she heard their discussion and threw the tissue at Wallace. “The doctor called me. I’ll go over first.”