As Kieran lay on the hospital bed, his body still and vulnerable under the effects of anesthesia, you stood by his side, holding his hand and offering reassurance. Your touch on his chest was tender and comforting, a silent gesture of love and support.

With his eyes closed, Kieran's voice broke the silence, his tone laced with a touch of coldness. "My wife would be upset if they saw you touching me like that." A small smile played at the corners of your lips, amused by his remark.

Leaning in closer, you whispered softly, your voice filled with playful intrigue, "I am your wife?"

Kieran's eyes flew open in shock at your words, his gaze locking with yours. For a fleeting moment, time seemed to stand still as his heart skipped a beat, the monitors registering a brief dip in his heartbeat, reflecting the intensity of the emotions that surged within him.

"Oh, mien Lieber..!" he exclaimed, a smirk forming on his lips. He fell Inlove with you all over again.