Echoes of Unrequited Love (Hogan Zade) novel Chapter 212

I had a night when I just played it cool, like nothing happened.

Back in the day, I might've taken a moment to clear the air with Hogan, but now, it feels like there's no need to make a fuss about it.

It's just a bowl of soup. If Hogan put his mind to it, this little hiccup wouldn't even make him break a sweat.

Why should I bother?

Especially now, with the timing being so delicate, if I went out of my way to butter him up, people might take it the wrong way and think I've got an ulterior motive or something.

I'm better off spending my time on work.

But what I didn't see coming was that Cecilia didn't keep at me. Instead, the gal went off to Jason's hospital room.

And she brought her mom, Sibyl, along for the ride.

When I pushed open the hospital room door, there was Sibyl, ladling out soup for Jason with all the warmth in the world. It was lunchtime, and his little table was decked out with a full spread—chicken, fish, you name it. Quite the feast.

Seeing me, Sibyl flashed a big grin and came over, chuckling, "Ms. March, what brings you here? Hope Cecilia and I aren't cramping your style at work."

"You're looking out for Jason—that's something I should be thanking you for," I replied, trying hard to keep my voice even and to keep my discomfort at bay.

Then Sibyl went, "Ms. March, you're too kind. You've always looked out for Cecilia at the company. It's only right we come to see Jason, isn't it?"

Yep, the mother-daughter duo dropping by to see Jason without giving me a heads-up—pretty sly.

Picking up the fish from the table, I calmly said, "The wound's healing up, and the doc's already warned against eating anything too 'rich.' You forgot about that, Jason?"

After handing the fish to the nurse, I caught Sibyl and Cecilia's gaze, who both seemed taken aback.