Naya's attitude was extremely bad. After speaking, she turned around and wanted to close the door, leaving Ava standing outside.
Ava did not bother to argue with Naya. She raised her hand and patted the door lightly.
“Wait.”
Naya frowned impatiently. “Ava, stop humiliating yourself. You—”
“Naya, you don't want to see me, and I hate seeing people like you too. But I think we havea common goal, and that’s Danny’s speedy recovery.”
Ava's expression was calm and indifferent. Her tone was calm as well.
Her eyes flicked across Naya's puzzled face, trying to catch a glimpse of Daniel in the ward. However, her view was blocked by Naya. |
Ava did not feel much about Naya’s dirty tricks, but at the same time, she did not want to talk too much nonsense with such people.
She retracted her hand and slowly handed the thermos in her hand.
“I learned from the doctor that Danny can have some soup. This is the chicken soup I made for Danny in the morning. It is very nourishing and will help Danny's recovery to a certain extent. Since you refuse to let me in, then please, Miss Mendez, bring it in and give it to Danny for me.” After listening to Ava's words, Naya glanced at the thermos in Ava's hands with disdain before letting out a sneer.
“No one has ever ordered me around since I was a child. Who do you think you are? How dare you teach me how to do things?”
“I'm not teaching you to do anything, and I don't want to trouble people like you either. So why don’t you get out of the way and I'll go in by myself?” Ava said coldly, no longer bothered to be polite to Naya.
If Naya asked her to get out of here, she would also ask Naya to scram.
Naya's face sank. She was pissed, but of course, she would not let Ava in.
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