By the time Jessica’s wounds were treated, it was already half an hour later.
"James, I don't know how to thank you for pushing off a meeting just to come here with me."
Jessica blinked and said softly,
"How about this, I've just learned some new cuisines. Why don’t you let me cook a meal for you?"
"It's not that good, I prefer the chef's food."
James looked at the two layers of bandages wrapped around the back of her hand, involuntarily thought of Angela's bulging pants and that very unnatural walking posture of hers. Then he frowned slightly.
Jessica pouted slightly and cutely snapped,
"Of course, my cooking can't compete with the chef's, but I just want to cook for you."
"I have to rush back to the office, so go home on your own."
James did not change his mind because of her pouting, and he just strutted out of the ward in a slightly more hurried manner than usual.
Jessica watched as his back disappeared in the doorway and sighed lightly in a bitter smile.
James went straight to the doctor's office with an eagerness that he himself was not aware of.
"Mr. Chante."
The doctor had been waiting for a long time. He immediately got up at the sight of James, and rested the gaze on his wet suit pants, "You...... really don't need to take care of the stain?"
When he was bandaging Miss Jessica, he already offered to treat Mr. Chante's wound, but got refused.
“That is not necessary."
James got right to the point, "Is Angela hurt badly?"
Doctor said, "Second-degree burns, which is not that bad, but also not a small wound.
It would be OK as long as Angela rests well.
The only problem is…”
"What?"
James said while looking down to smoothen the creases on his suit.
"The burned area should remain untouched and no movement is allowed, in case the rubbing against the wound increases the healing time."
The doctor continued with some indignation, "But Miss Angela is not cooperating, she......"
James's phone started vibrating again, so he lifted his wrist to check the time and said faintly,
"I got it, she'll cooperate."
After saying that, he simply ignored the confused doctor and picked up the phone as he walked out the door, "Yes, I'm on my way to the office. Let those people from FH wait for a bit longer."
After the other side said something, he snorted lightly, "Let him go if he doesn't want to wait, we have many more collaborators waiting in line."
Right after James hung up the phone at the hospital door, he saw Jessica waiting by the Bentley, so he asked, "Why are you still here?"
"I saw your car still parking here when I came down, so I waited for a while."
Jessica smiled and asked casually,
"Why did you come out so late?"
James opened the door, carried her into the car, and put the wheelchair in the trunk. "You are investigating me?"
"It's just a random question. You don’t need to say anything if you don't want to."
Jessica fastened her seat-belt and casually organized her long and slightly messy hair.
James got into the driver's seat and started the car, "When we get to the company, I'll ask someone to send you home."
"I was going to wait for my brother to pick me up."
Jessica frowned in bitterness, "But when I came out, I saw Angela leaving in my brother's car."
James held the steering wheel with one hand and was tapping on it mindlessly with the other hand.
"James, I need you to help me on my brother's engagement day."
Jessica bit her lip, ''I don’t want to think so maliciously of Angela, but she...... I really can’t feel at ease.
If she really go to the ceremony to make a scene, both my family and her family would be a laughing stock."
The Bentley suddenly accelerated as the traffic light turned to green.
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