Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence
Chapter 1764

Biting her lip to stifle her anguish, Ariana pulled Adele close and managed a hoarse, “Okay.

” Yet, silent tears continued to fall.

Holden stood nearby, watching the scene.

He knew Ariana was struggling to accept the truth.

For a moment, he regretted revealing it, hating to see Ariana so distraught.

But he also knew that if he hadn’t told Ariana this, Moss would have—and likely in a far more callous manner, caring little for Ariana’s feelings.

So, it was better for Ariana to face a little pain now than to suffer a long sorrow later.

After a long while, Ariana gradually calmed down.

She sniffled and asked Holden, “So, my real parents are Moss and Emilia?”

Holden’s expression flickered briefly when he heard Ariana’s question.

“I’ve delved into the Chadwick family’s old grudges,” he said, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

“It’s complicated.

And whether you’re truly Moss’s child… Well, that remains uncertain.

Rodney might be the only one who knows the truth.

”

Just then, the door swung open.

‘s

Shawn stepped in.

“Mr.

Fredrick, Rodney has regained consciousness.

”

“I need to see him,” Ariana declared, turning towards Holden.

Holden gave a slight nod, and they hurried to Rodney’s hospital room.

They were not the first to arrive; the room was already bustling with people when Ariana and Holden entered.

Holden inquired about Rodney’s condition from a nurse nearby, who reassured him that Rodney was fine.

Both Holden and Ariana let out a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Rodney, lying on the bed, flicked open his eyes and surveyed the cluster of people around him.

A voice from the group asked who he was searching for, yet he offered no reply.

Instead, his gaze wandered until it settled on a dim corner near the door.

The crowd’s attention shifted to follow his stare, landing on Ariana.

Rodney was looking at Ariana.

His face, previously washed with pallor and anxiety, melted into a tender smile at the sight of her.

Ariana locked eyes with Rodney, her expression etched with worry.

She hesitated, torn between the urge to draw nearer and the fear of intruding.

Perhaps sensing her hesitation or simply yearning for her presence, Rodney feebly raised his hand and called out, “Ariana, come here.

”

Holden, standing beside Ariana, laid a comforting hand on Ariana’s back and murmured, “Go ahead.

”

With a slight nudge from Holden, Ariana approached Rodney.