"Hey, Jackson, want some more food?" His voice was barely a whisper, trembling just a bit.
Jackson got out of the car, handed him a card, and said, "Grab yourself something to eat. I've got things to do. No classes this afternoon, so head home early and hit the books. Fail the next exam, and I'll kick your butt."
With that, Jackson hopped back in the car, hit the gas, and took off.
Nash huffed, pouting a little. If it weren't for respecting his elders and caring for the young, he wouldn't be scared of Jackson at all! Yeah, that's it, he was just being polite.
Clutching the credit card, he headed to the mall and treated himself to a feast, completely forgetting about Fiona's hospital visit earlier. If Jackson wasn't worried, then Fiona must be okay.
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When Fiona got back to the hospital, she found Christina on the sofa having lunch. As soon as Christina saw her, she quickly put her takeout box on the coffee table.
She sprang up and rushed over, worry etched on her face. It had been nearly three hours since Fiona left. What, did she have a Thanksgiving dinner or something?
Christina glared at Fiona and huffed, "Finally decided to come back, did you?"
"Is Allen not needing my help anymore?" Fiona snapped back.
Christina paused for a moment, then quickly said, "We paid for his treatment; of course, he needs it."
Feeling guilty, Christina had been on edge since Fiona's comment that morning. Her nerves were so shot she could barely think straight.
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