"Not yet."
"Call him later." If he knew I'd nearly hurt his son, he'd probably nag me.
Calvin pushed me into the ward, and carried me to bed.
He settled me in and turned away.
I knew he was going to see Bonnie. He was really busy.
My examination report came out. There was nothing serious. I slept in the hospital for a night and I discharged in the next day.
I heard from the nurse that she could be discharged directly. However, she wept for a long time and said that she was going to die and she dragged others down.
"Is this kind of woman still popular?" the nurse asked me, “I feel she annoying."
"You're a woman and you don't understand." I gnawed fingernail and said to the nurse, “the man likes this kind of person. Once she shed tears, he will erupt hormone."
"Do you cry a lot?"
"Me?" As I was thinking, the cool voice of Brooke sounded in the doorway.
"She's a heartless monster. She never cries."
Why was Samsie here? I hadn't called him yet!
He was a long way from the club on the hill. Did he come by rocket?
I shrunk my head and hid my face under the quilt.
The nurse walked out of the ward and closed the door.
Brooke went to my bedside and pulled my face out of the sheet. He said, "As soon as I left, you had an accident."
"I don't want you go to the club so I did it on purpose." I tried to confuse him.
“Do you expect me to believe it?” He lifted the quilt off me. "Show me where you hit."
"I did not hit anywhere."
"Let me see."
"You're trying to take advantage of me?"
He violently lifted the back half of my dress and touched his cool hand lightly on the spot where I had been hit, “Such a big piece."
I pulled down my clothes and was surprised when he came in and asked me about my back without first asking him about the baby.
Shall I shed some tears of gratitude?
I thought he would scold me, but he didn't.
I couldn't sleep on my stomach and I had to sleep on my side, because the back was in pain.
I looked at the wall. Brooke came out of the room. I heard him quarreling with Calvin.
Both voices were subdued, but both were angry.
"Take care of your own woman, Josephine is your sister-in-law!"
“If you take good care of her, she won't go to the hospital.”
“Isn't Bonnie your sweetie? I heard that you left her in the banquet hall today and sent Josephine to the hospital? Calvin, what are you thinking?"
I was distraught.
Yeah, wasn't Bonnie his sweetie? Why did he choose to send me to the hospital first and leave Bonnie with an allergic reaction?
Even if they had called an ambulance, it wouldn't have made sense.
It made me pain in head of thinking about it. The two brothers quarreled for a while, and then Brooke came in.
I felt him covering my bed, and I pretended to be asleep.
He might have gone outside to smoke in the hallway. His phone was on the bedside table, ringing incessantly.
The noise killed me, so I had to pick it up. A woman's voice said, "Brooke, where have you been? I can't find you."
Well, with such a soft voice, I suppose it was one of the girls at the nightclub they went to tonight.
I did not know whether I should speak, but the woman on the phone was anxious, “Brooke, people said you don’t like me and ignore me!"
"Well." I could not help saying, "He is smoking outside."
The woman was scared and kept apologizing, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I dialed the wrong number."
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