Sean and I didn’t pick up Lester after we went back. Sean was very busy because of his work.
He worked overtime almost every day until early morning.
At first, I waited for him to get off work at night.
But he got off work too late every day. Sometimes he just lived in the office.
I waited for a few days and finally gave up.
But I was still worried about his legs. Because the doctor said he would have to do rehabilitation training when he came back, but Sean was too busy to go home.
A week after Sean returned home, I couldn’t bear it.
I went straight to Sean’s office after work in the afternoon.
The receptionist didn’t stop me this time. I made it to the top floor.
As soon as I entered Sean’s office, I saw a small rehabilitation device.
I couldn’t help but froze.
Sean looked at me. “Why are you here?”
“Are you not going home because you are doing rehabilitation training?” I couldn’t help being angry.
I began to think about whether he was afraid that I would laugh at him so he would not do rehabilitation training in front of me.
But I quickly denied this idea. After all, when we were abroad, I watched him do rehabilitation training.
He put down the document and closed his eyes. He rubbed his temples and said, “no, I’ve been too busy lately and I don’t have time for rehabilitation. I asked Eric to buy me a set of equipment and put it in the office. So that I can use my spare time.”
I was sorry.
I thought too much. He had been abroad for a long time and must have a lot of documents to deal with. It was normal that he didn’t have time.
I put down my bag and walked behind him. I put my arm around his neck and put my face to his ear and murmured, “you don’t have to work too hard.”
“OK.” He clapped my hand. “My work is almost over. I’ll have time for you later.”
“It’s OK.” I shook my head and looked at the scattered papers on his desk.
Sean’s comments could be seen in the margins of those files.
It seemed that he was really focused on his work these days.
I put my head on his head and I said, “don’t be too busy. I’m not a child. I don’t need your company all the time. Just adjust your working time. Don’t stay up late, or you will die suddenly.”
“I see.” He laughed.
“So did you have dinner today?”
It was just time for dinner. I didn’t think he had supper yet.
In this way, I could eat with him.
But Sean looked up at the meal in the corner and shook his head.
I looked at the meal in the corner and realized something. I said, “didn’t you have lunch?”
“Yes, I did.”
Sean replied quickly.
But I was sure he didn’t have lunch.
I was helpless. I held his hand. “Eat with me.”
“OK.”
His voice was gentle and he didn’t contradict me.
It seemed that he listened to me whatever I said.
My heart was warm.
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