Falling in Love With A One-Night Stand novel Chapter 209

209 Is It about Jasper?

Wayne was driving. He glanced at Anna after hearing her words and asked, “What? Do you want to tell me about your medical

history? So, do you suffer from schizophrenia as well?”

Anna was speechless when she heard Wayne’s question. So, she said seriously while pretending to be joking, “What if I do suffer from

schizophrenia, what will you do then? Have you ever thought about it? Maybe Peace and I met at a mental institution!”

Wayne looked at her, as if confirming something, and replied, “Are you serious? Oh, do you want to hear the truth?”

“Yes, of course! Except for the truth, everything in this world is nonsense.”

Wayne paused for a time, then he slowed the car slightly. He was serious when he said, “If you have schizophrenia as well, I’ll accept

it easier than Karl. My grandfather is about eighty years old and he’s gonna die soon, and I have no father or mother…”

Anna cut him off and shouted, “Hey! Stop it! I was just joking, alright?”

“We’re all gonna die,” Wayne said calmly.

“Well, forget it! I shouldn’t have asked you that.”

Anna felt as if she’d just asked a ridiculous question. She knew Wayne well enough to know that no matter what emergency

occurred, he would remain composed. Furthermore, he would never act panic as Karl did.

“Did you just want to tell me something?” Wayne asked. They were about to arrive at Anna’s apartment, so he sped up the car.

Watching the speed dial, Anna frowned and said, “Forget it, it’s not important. Let’s talk about it later.”

Wayne then had mixed feelings. In fact, he thought of Jasper, whom Anna was currently married to, when Anna said she had

something to confess to him. He felt that if Anna could take the initiative and mention Jasper’s matter to him, there would be no more

secrets between them.

After a half-hour drive, they arrived at Anna’s apartment. Anna had reclined back in the passenger seat and was sound asleep by this

time. Looking at her face, Wayne let out a sigh.

Wayne took a week off, as he had promised, and stayed by Anna’s side at all times.

By the third day, however, Anna regretted that she had let him do it. She realized that Wayne was a real bummer. All he did every day

was read books at home or take her to visit her two kids at his grandpa’s. He wasn’t even interested in going for a walk.

Anna felt resigned when she asked him, “Hey, why don’t you go for a walk? Do you really want to spend every day with me at home?

It’s so boring!”

“What? Do you want me to take a walk alone?” Wayne looked up, put down the book he was holding and asked.

Anna pointed to her leg and said, “Of course! You see, I’ve hurt my leg. So, there’s no way I’m going for a walk with you.”

“Well, I know what I should do,” Wayne said and put the French philosophy book in his hand on the table.

Soon, Gabe arrived at Anna’s house. After making sure Wayne wasn’t calling him because he wanted to attend a board meeting, he

left. Until then, he left the brand new wheelchair he brought with him at Anna’s house.

“Actually, I got this wheelchair for my grandpa. But, he doesn’t need it at all. See, you can use it. It’s perfect.” Wayne said as he

adjusted the wheelchair for Anna.

Anna almost spitted out the water in her mouth upon hearing his words.

Reluctant as she was, Anna sat in the wheelchair. Wayne then wheeled her out of the house.

It was already September, and the wind had become a little cooler because it had rained the day before. Wayne was so thoughtful

that he covered Aona’s legs with a blanket.

They had only barely arrived downstairs when a group of people chatting downstairs approached them and asked about Anna’s

injuries.

“Hey, are you Miss Gabriel from the 22nd floor? Did you hurt your leg? How are you feeling?” Someone asked. Anna had to patiently explain to everyone that she was actually just getting burned. Eventually, she even felt exhausted.

Anna was beginning to regret suggesting Wayne go out for a walk. She had only wanted Wayne to go out alone, but she didn’t anticipate that she was the one feeling tired.

Anna glanced at him and said, “Can we stop eating eggs? Seriously, can you cook anything other than hard-boiled eggs?”

Anna gave him a contemptuous look and said, “Oh, is that true? Well, I’d love to try your new dishes.”

“You can just push the trolley, Wayne. I can move the wheelchair myself.”