Nadine eased up and stared at Brad with anticipation. Eagerly, she waited for him to leave and head to Jean instead. Brad had regained his composure after the call.
"I'll be there right now."
Nadine was relieved. She prayed silently, hoping that he'd fuck off in the next instant.
Ten minutes later, the sound of his car engine revving echoed from downstairs. She drew in a deep breath, feeling as if she'd been rejuvenated.
She had resisted fiercely when he kissed her earlier. Having bit not only his tongue but also his neck, she'd thoroughly enraged him. Now, being able to escape unscathed was already heaven's blessing.
Yet, her eyes dimmed like a flickering candle in the pitch-black night, slowly extinguished by the wind.
…
When Brad arrived at the hospital, the doctors and nurses were all gathered in Jean's ward. The beeping of all sorts of medical equipment broke the silence of the night.
The moment Lynn saw him, she hurried toward him and sobbed.
"Mr. Hamilton, Ms. Sawyer hadn't eaten all day. Her blood pressure suddenly increased at night. If I hadn't insisted on getting the doctor over, you wouldn't be able to see her now."
Watching the doctors and nurses tend to Jean, Brad hung his head in guilt. He felt conflicted as he stood outside her ward, wondering whether things wouldn't have escalated if he had come sooner.
He chanced a glance at Lynn. He lit a cigarette, and he began puffing it in silence. Lynn wasn't sure whether he was angry or blaming it on her.
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