No One But You novel Chapter 19

Maybe the pain was numb, I didn’t feel in pain for the first injection, so I was calm.

Calvin looked at me and thought my brain had had a problem that I did not take anaesthasia during the operation.

When the doctor had finished, he said, "This young lady is so brave that she didn't even wrinkle her brow after sixteen stitches."

He described me as brave.

After the stitches, he prescribed anti-inflammatory drugs to me.

Elena in the next door was to have the wound processed, shouting loudly.

I can't walk on my leg. If I put pressure on it, it would open up.

I said to Calvin, "Get me a wheelchair and let Elena pay for it."

She hurt me, and I would let her go easily.

Calvin stood to one side, like a straight flagpole.

Would he be cool in the hospital?

I know he was handsome, and the nurse paid attention to him when they walked by.

Calvin was much more human than I thought. He actually found me a wheelchair and put me on it. Elena was still dressing. I walked to the door of the room in my wheelchair and knocked on the door.

Her high octave soprano dropped momentarily, “What?"

"Sixteen stitches in my leg. It's bound to scar me. Compensate me one hundred thousand at a time, or I'll sue you.”

She was in dangerous driving.

She opened her mouth wide and forgot to cry. "Are you crazy about money?"

"I took the memo out of my bag, wrote down my bank account number and then pat it in her hand, “You are a public figure. You want to be decent, but I don’t. Anyway I am now unemployed. If you dispute with me over these money, I will report to the media every day about you. If you want to get heat again, I am cool with that.”

I patted her the note and walked away.

But instead of going straight out of the hospital, I found a gynecologist and made an appointment with her for tomorrow's surgery.

The doctor looked at my leg in surprise. "You want an operation under such as situation?”

"The surgery had nothing to do with the legs." I said.

If I didn’t have the abortion now, the child would get older and older. It would hurt me and I was afraid that I would be reluctant to him.

I walked into the elevator in my wheelchair and out of the hospital.

I called a car and it arrived when I arrived.

The driver was very nice and not only picked me up but also packed my wheelchair away in the trunk.

The car started off, and I caught a glimpse of a figure passing dimly in the back mirror.

I wasn't sure if it was Calvin. I wasn't beautiful enough to let him peek at me.

I returned to the villa. Stella was surprised to see my came back in wheelchair, “Miss Josephine, what happened?"

"A car accident." I was concise, reached out and took her arm, “Call Bennett and take me in."

Bennett ran in a hurry, and they helped me into the house.

My whole body was stained with blood. Stella helped me to wash a bath and change my clothes. I comfortably lean on the bed to eat to watch TV.

Stella looked that me. Probably she thought I was a heartless woman.

I laughed out loud even my leg was badly injured.

I was not heartless, but in this special period, I had to hide my heart, or it would hurt easily.

I had the chicken soup that Bennett cooked for me. She said she would cool fish congee to me tomorrow.

It was a pity that I had to have an operation tomorrow, otherwise I could enjoy a few more days.