He Gave Me Hearing, Then Taught Me What Silence Really Means novel Chapter 371

"You're awake. Hungry? Want something to eat?"

Juniper stared at him without a word.

Nelson felt inexplicably nervous but kept up a strong front. "What's wrong?"

Juniper shook her head, touching her throat. It was swollen and sore.

Nelson had intended to return the hearing aid to her last time, but never found the chance, and he noticed she already had a new one.

The old one had been soaked in water, but he had the manufacturer check it, and it was still usable.

So now, he pulled out the hearing aid. "I found this on the boat that day. How could you lose something so important?"

Juniper looked at the hearing aid. It had been with her for ten years, yet she had lost it so cleanly in a single moment.

"Because I don't need it anymore."

It should have been replaced a long time ago, but she had no money. When Caleb paid her the commission last time, she got a new one.

But when she jumped into the river, she still subconsciously took off the old one.

Even if she subconsciously didn't need it anymore, she didn't want it to drop into that bottomless depth.

Hearing her say she didn't need it, Nelson pulled his hand back, gently twirling it between his fingertips.

He tried to change the subject, so he said, "By the way, did your ears hurt before? I asked the doctor. If you still have sensation, maybe we can get it checked out. Your deafness was caused by external trauma, so there might be a chance for a full recovery."

Juniper didn't even lift her eyelids. "How many times do I have to sleep with you for this exchange?"

As soon as those words came out, the feigned warmth instantly dissipated. She looked up at him, her tone calm. "My father's matter is over. Let's just forget about the remaining times, Mr. Saint."

Nelson's palm tightened around the hearing aid. He stared at her with a somber gaze.

After a long while, he took a deep breath and stood up. "I know you've been in a bad mood these past two days. Just rest and recover here for now. You can leave the hospital when your fever breaks."

Quinn breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him arrive, placing a stack of accumulated documents on the desk. "Boss, all the meetings from the past few days are still piled up. After you finish these documents, should I schedule the meetings?"

Nelson leaned back, gave a slight nod, and quietly looked through the files.

After working for three hours, he pushed the documents aside and blinked his tired eyes.

He had only dozed off for a bit by the hospital bed last night, and his eyes were still bloodshot, clearly lacking sleep.

Quinn took away the processed documents and asked again, "Should I schedule the meetings now?"

Nelson didn't speak. He held a fountain pen in his hand, lost in thought.

Quinn waited quietly until, a few minutes later, Nelson rubbed his temples. "Don't you think Juniper is a bit ungrateful?"

Quinn didn't know the whole story, so he held back and didn't reply.

Nelson set the fountain pen down and scoffed. "She really thinks she's a prized possession."