"Screw you!"
Daryl said with a smile, "You are a liar. What do you mean by having no appetite without me? Why don't you say that you can't breathe without me?"
"Well, it's not impossible."
replied Zack.
"Oh, my God! Go and eat your food!"
Daryl glanced at the ward and said helplessly, "Sofia is still here. I have to go out for dinner with her later."
"Okay." Zack sighed.
Then he said, "Cook delicious food for me tonight."
"Okay, okay. I'll cook whatever you want to eat, okay?"
Daryl felt amused.
In the past, it was Benjamin who had been clinging to her. But now, it seemed that Zack was clinging to her.
On the contrary, her son was less attached to her than her husband.
"Then you should go to have dinner now."
Daryl finally said, "We will go out after Raelyn finishes eating." "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Daryl was about to enter the ward again when she saw a familiar figure coming
out of the infirmary not far away.
She walked over there without hesitation.
"Clarence?"
"Yes?"
"It's really you!"
Daryl approached him and looked at his bandaged arm curiously. "What's wrong with your arm?"
"Nothing serious. Just a minor injury,"
Clarence said in a low voice. "Are you here to see Raelyn?"
"Yes."
Daryl nodded and looked at his wound suspiciously again. "Hey, tell me the truth. Did you get hurt when you saved Raelyn?"
"No."
He denied.
"Then I'll go inside and ask your doctor, okay?"
Daryl turned around and was about to walk into the infirmary.
"Well, I lost to you. I was injured that day." Clarence grabbed her with the other hand.
"Really? Why didn't you tell us earlier? "
Daryl looked at him with a frown, "You left so fast that day. Did everyone else know that you were injured?"
"None.”
"What about Candida?"
"No."
Daryl was stunned.
"Why don't you tell them?"
Daryl said with a gloomy face, "Your hand is injured. Is it convenient for you to work and eat?"
"My elder brother gave me a few days off."
"Paid leave," Clarence said with a smile.
"So? No one will take care of you? "
Daryl looked at him with surprise.
He nodded.
"Are you and Candida fake?"
Daryl suddenly said to him.
Hearing this, he was stunned, but soon he came to his senses.
"Why do you say that?"
"Look at you. You're injured, but you still come and go alone. She's not with you and doesn't care about you at all."
Daryl rolled her eyes, "Does she live comfortably in the old house all day long?"
"Not really."
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