Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302: Power Couple 1

Heaven woke up with an aching body. She had been in pain for several days after her injury on the battlefield and she couldn't quite remember what happened and how exactly she got injured. Her days of recovery were all a blur in her head. She could only remember the agonizing pain that made her wish she was dead.

Biting her lips in pain, she tried to turn in bed and found a man sleeping next to her.

At first, she became shocked but when she saw his face she realized who he was. It was her husband, Zamiel. He had been with her every moment during her recovering. She knew he was always around, taking care of her, talking to her even if she couldn't see him or hear him clearly. But she should know what her husband looked like and at this moment, she wasn't sure what the man lying next to her looked like.

She frowned, feeling uneasy, and then she became frightened when he shifted in bed and his hair moved out of his face. Her breath hitched. This man was… breathtaking.

Heaven blinked a few times, stunned by the sight. She had to shake her head after staring for too long. This man was her husband. Why was she in such awe as if she had seen him for the first time?

Still unable to stop staring, she loomed over him, forgetting that she was injured and causing herself pain. She groaned but quickly pressed her lips together. Before she could retreat, Zamiel opened his eyes, and she found herself looking into a pair of silver eyes.

Eyes that were familiar and mesmerizing. She couldn't tear her gaze away from his.

"Heaven," his voice was husky from sleep and a frown settled between his dark eyebrows.

He pushed himself up, grabbed her shoulders, and gently pushed her down on the bed. "You need to rest," he told her.

As if she had swallowed her tongue, she just nodded.

He leaned over her. "How is the pain today?"

Heaven stared at his face, that was so close to hers. Her heart began beating fast, and she forgot what he had just asked.

"Heaven?" He looked worried now.

"Yes," she said, her voice strained. Her throat felt dry, as if she hadn't spoken for many days.

Zamiel removed the blanket away from his body and crawled out of bed. Heaven followed him with her gaze as he went to the table. She watched the movement of his bare upper body as he poured her some water from a jar and came back with the cup. He sat next to her on the bed.

Heaven forced herself to sit up despite the pain, and then he handed her the cup. Her arm felt weak as she took the cup from his hand and drank the water. The cold liquid felt so soothing against her sore throat.

When she emptied the cup, she gave it back to him.

"Feel better?" he asked.

She nodded.

He placed his hand on her thigh, yet she could feel his touch through her dress and the blankets. He was cold.

"What…" she cleared her throat because her voice was still hoarse. "What happened to me?"

"You fell off your horse and hit your head," he explained. Then he looked down as if not liking what he was going to tell her next. "It seems like the head injury killed your human side. You are a demon now."