Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147 Pretend to Be My Boyfriend

Jack took off his face mask, revealing his face, of which even women were envious. When Mikayla saw that, she thought her eyes were deceiving her. “Why are you here, hubby?” she blurted out before immediately covering her mouth. Then, she apologized with an apologetic smile, “Sorry, I’m used to calling you that…” As soon as she finished her sentence, she wished she could bite her tongue off. What do you mean, “I’m used to calling you that,” Mikayla? Wouldn’t that make it obvious that I’ve been fantasizing about him for a long time? she thought. “What brings you here, Jack?” she asked curiously.

Jack stepped toward her, asking, “Are you feeling better?”

Is my husband caring about me? Mikayla felt like she was going to die of happiness. Even though she was still on an intravenous drip at this moment, she felt this was the happiest moment of her life. “I’m fine. It’s just some scratches and bruises,” she answered. Only then did she realize something peculiar. How did Jack know that I got wounded? And why does he care so much about me? We’ve only met each other at school before. Well, I did play a role in the filming of his music video. Has he always remembered me since then?

Jack was finally relieved when he saw that Mikayla was all right. “It’s good that you’re alright. Sorry, I got distracted while driving and knocked you over. If you need compensation, just tell my assistant the specific amount.”

Mikayla was dumbfounded. So I was actually knocked over by Jack? What a stroke of luck this is! she thought. “I’m fine. You don’t have to worry about it, Jack. I believe that you didn’t do it on purpose. As for compensation, I have no need for that,” she replied magnanimously, with no intention of blaming Jack at all.

Jack was somewhat at a loss when he heard Mikayla say so. It was the first time he ran into such a thing. The lady seemed to be a fan of his, and she even idolized him. “You don’t have to hold back. It was my fault for knocking you over, so feel free to tell me whatever you want.”

Mikayla couldn’t help laughing when she saw Jack behaving like this. “I’m fine, really. Besides, I’m not someone who would throw themselves in front of your car to blackmail you for money, so you don’t have to worry about it. If you really feel bad about it, how about I add you on WhatsApp and send you a message if there’s anything?”

Jack thought that Mikayla’s request was very reasonable. Without giving it much thought, he took out his cell phone right away and shared his WhatsApp QR code with her.

Mikayla scanned his code right away without a moment’s delay. Just as she finished doing so, his phone rang. She glanced at the phone’s screen and noticed that it was a phone call from Elise. “Elise is calling you, Jack.”

Jack retracted his arm and looked at his phone with a slight frown. Elise would never call him on her own initiative unless it was his turn to pick her up from school. However, it wasn’t his turn to do so today. He looked up at Mikayla, asking, “Did you tell her?” He was referring to the incident where he had knocked her over.

Mikayla immediately shook her head. “No, I didn’t. I only learned just now that it was you who knocked me over, so I couldn’t have told her about it. She must have something else to talk to you about.”

“Mm-hm,” Jack responded. “Well then, have a good rest and tell Ronald if you need anything,” he said while turning around. After walking out of the ward, he picked up the phone and asked, “Anything?”

Upon hearing Jack’s voice on the other end, Elise cut to the chase. “Where are you now?”

Jack’s eyes darkened as he glanced at the ward—the door of which was tightly shut—behind him. He answered, “I’m at the hospital.”

Elise was surprised. “Are you ill?”

Jack denied, “No, I’m here to visit a friend.”

When Elise heard him say so, she didn’t question him about the reason he was at the hospital. Instead, she merely asked, “Are you free tonight? I’d like to ask you a favor.”

Recalling that he still had work to do tonight, he replied straightforwardly, “If you have anything to talk about, just tell me on the phone. I have work to do tonight, so I’m afraid I already have my hands full.”

His reply shattered the only hope left in Elise’s heart. “Forget about it, then. I’ll find a way on my own,” she said before hanging up.

Jamie hurriedly asked, “How is it, Boss? Did he agree?”

Elise shook her head. “I’m afraid he can’t make it. He’s busy tonight.”