Angeline sat on the bed in a daze. Today, her vision had yet to recover.
This was the longest intermittent vision loss she had ever experienced.
When Zayne came to take Angeline to the hospital, Josephine stared fixedly at Zayne with probing eyes. Apart from not fighting as much as he used to when h e was young, nothing seemed to have changed with this guy.
He often called her a drama queen, yet who would have thought that he was the best leading actor who had been lying low the whole time.
After Josephine helped Angeline into the Mercedes-Benz, the two ladies continued to hold each other's hands tightly as if to cheer each other up and to offer each other comfort.
Through the rearview mirror, Zayne noticed the girls' solemn expression and the deep dark circles under their eyes. He could not help but tease, saying, "Why aren't you guys saying anything, dear pandas?"
Usually, they would be making a lot of noise, no?
Josephine and Angeline were not in the mood to entertain him.
After arriving at the Grand Asia Hospital, Josephine
took a cab to meet the film crew.
Zayne took Angeline's arms and helped her to the medical department.
After walking out of the elevator on the ninth floor, Zayne caught sight of a familiar figure.
In the psychology department's waiting room, Jay was wearing a white shirt and a pair of black trousers. The collar of his shirt was unbuttoned.
Although it was only a shirt from a regular brand, Jay was able to bring out the lofty and noble elegance in him with that shirt.
He stood there glowing with boundless radiance, making it hard for anyone to look away.
Zayne exclaimed, "F*ck. This must be fate."
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