Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 420

Noreen nodded.

He hesitated for a moment. “Since you don’t have anyone with you, why don’t I stay? It’s always good to have someone around.”

“Really, I’m fine. It’s just an IV drip. I can handle it. I’ve done it by myself many times before.”

That was the wrong thing to say. A look of pain flashed across Carman’s face. “That was before,” he said softly. “You don’t have to be so strong all the time now.”

An awkward silence fell between them. In the end, Noreen gently insisted that he go back to work. InnoCore was in the middle of its IPO preparations, and she knew he was busy.

Carman had just left when Healy arrived, carrying a large bouquet of sunflowers. Noreen had no idea how he had found out she was in the hospital.

“I heard the news as soon as I landed,” he said, frowning with concern. “I came straight here. How did this happen?”

“There was an incident in Glenhaven City,” Noreen said, offering no further details.

Healy could tell she didn’t want to talk about it, so he didn’t press, simply urging her to rest. Health, he reminded her, was the most important thing.

Noreen assumed he would leave after delivering his well-wishes, but instead, he settled onto the sofa and pulled out his phone. After a few moments of silence, Noreen cleared her throat. “Aren’t you busy, Mr. Healy?”

“Of course, I am,” he replied without looking up.

“Then perhaps you should get back to your work?”

“It’s fine. Work will always be there. I’ll stay with you while you get your IV.”

Noreen was speechless. Had she been too subtle?

Dylan showed no signs of leaving either. He pulled out his phone and called his housekeeper, instructing her to make a nourishing chicken soup and bring it to the hospital.

Noreen silently patted her stomach, which was still full from Carman’s soup, and politely declined.

Before Dylan could protest, Healy cut in. “Then how about some fish soup? My chef makes an incredible one. I’ll have him send some over right away!”

Noreen wanted to scream. She didn’t want any more soup!

Dylan shot Healy a look of smug superiority. “Noreen doesn’t like fish soup.”

Healy fell silent.