But Ellie thought that he acted this way because he was uneasy.
Ellie didn't mind his presence in such a big ward. Besides, there was nothing expensive or important outside the bedroom. After another look at him, she came back to her grandpa.
"Ellie, who's there?"
"No one. It's just a cat. Grandpa, I need to go out for a while. I'll come back soon. You just stay here and have a good rest," Ellie said gently.
"Okay! Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself," Brown said, as he waved Ellie away.
Assured, Ellie came out of the room.
Andrew had arranged two nurses for Brown, but Ellie refused the offer. She wanted to look after her grandpa herself now that he was in J City with her. Of course it would be more laborious for Ellie to do so, but she didn't care.
When Ellie came out, she saw the man sitting on a chair, his back to her. He was playing on his phone.
Ellie went up to him and asked, "How long are you going to be here?"
Francis looked at the time on his phone. He guessed, or rather hoped, that the lady who had been chasing him had left. So he put his phone in his pocket and rose. "I'll leave now." Francis didn't look at Ellie even now.
Because he didn't want to have that horrible experience again. The picture of that fat lady chasing after him was still vivid in his mind, which was like psychological trauma for him. If he experienced that again, he thought he would definitely pass out. He decided to wash his face to refresh himself.
"All right," Ellie said, as she left the room first.
As Francis passed by Ellie, he smelled a familiar fragrance. His nose subconsciously followed the fragrance.
The moment he raised his head, he was greeted with the sight of Ellie who lowered her head and was closing the door. Her soft black hair was up in a messy bun, a few strands of hair dancing in the breeze.
Her ivory skin was wonderfully beautiful, and her long eyelashes trembled as her eyes blinked. Francis could hear his heartbeat.
The aura around her was gentle, mellow, and peaceful.
When Ellie noticed that he was looking at her, she turned to him and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ellie froze as she saw Francis's face. Francis had had his head lowered so Ellie hadn't been able to see his face until now. His clothes had made her think that he was a cute college student.
She had never expected him to have such a beautiful face.
That was right. Beautiful! He was more beautiful than most girls. His soft white skin and charming eyes were so attractive that one look at him would make anyone fall for him.
Ellie was amazed. She had never seen such a beautiful boy. No! A beautiful man.
Ellie and Francis were looking at each other, stunned.
Ellie was in a loose, casual white T-shirt and an azure blue skirt that fell to her knees.
Ellie was not breathtakingly beautiful. She was like red wine that needed time to taste the beauty in it. Her big, round eyes and fair skin only added to her attraction.
Francis felt that he didn't need to wash his face now, because her beauty had refreshed him.
"No! Nothing! You are going out? What a coincidence! Me too! Maybe we are going in the same direction. Do you need a lift?" Francis asked fervently, not taking his eyes off her.
Ellie had no idea where his sudden enthusiasm stemmed from.
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