After Hannah hung up the phone, Daniela's voice came from next door again. "Ah... Steven, you're hurting me. Can't you be a little gentler?"
Daniela was loud enough to wake the dead. If Hannah wasn't the only patient on the whole floor, they probably would have been complained about long ago.
Hannah didn't know what they were up to next door, and she didn't want to know. All she wanted now was to get the hell out of this place and find somewhere safe.
She grabbed her blanket, and wrapped it around her head, but the noise from next door still managed to reach her ears every now and then.
Those two were just heartless! Hannah mentally cursed Steven and Daniela and their entire families.
But what good did cursing do? One wanted her dead, the other wouldn't let her die. They treated her like a plaything, doing with her as they pleased.
But she wasn't a toy, and she didn't want to be at their mercy. She had to find a way out of this mess.
Now she was pinning all her hopes on Cornelia, hoping Cornelia could lend a hand and save her from this situation.
Just as Hannah was deep in thought, the noise from next door had stopped. The blanket over her head was gently tugged. She thought it was Cornelia and quickly poked her head out of her blanket. "You're here, Ne..."
But to her surprise, she saw Steven's face. A face she was familiar with, yet unfamiliar. He used to be clean-shaven, but now he had a long beard and looked at least ten years older.
She almost didn't recognize him at first. In her memory, Steven was always neat and tidy, never looking like a hot mess.
Seeing someone other than who she expected, Hannah's smile instantly faded, and her face darkened, "Didn't you leave? Why are you back?"
Steven watched as her eyes turned from joy to disappointment. "Who did you think it was? Jarvis?"
Hannah didn't even want to deal with him.
Douchebag! Despicable and disgusting!
Steven, "So, you're disappointed it's not Jarvis?"
Hannah still didn't want to reply. Just looking at his face was annoying.
But Steven was persistent and was not the type to give up because she ignored him. He said again, "Don't ever think about that bastard Jarvis again."
His domineering tone made Hannah angry. "Are you nuts? Who I think about is none of your business! It's only natural for me to think about my boyfriend."
She finally spoke and cursed him.
That made Steven feel good. He sat down by her bed, speaking softly, "Your voice is full of strength, seems like you're recovering well."
Hannah glared at him. "I'm tough, didn't die. That must be a disappointment for Daniela. So she couldn't wait to have someone try to kill me. She won't rest until I'm dead, right?"
Steven, "What are you talking about?"
Hannah, "What am I saying? The nurse who just changed my medication is shady. She switched my meds, or added something to them, trying to kill me."
Steven thought that Hannah had just woken up, still immersed in fear, and her emotional instability was causing her to have these delusions.
He reassured her softly, "This floor has strict security measures. No one can come in without my permission. You can stay here without worry. With me here, no one can hurt you again."
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