Consuela sighed and stood up. She wanted to go downstairs and buy some food to fill her stomach. She handed to the pocket, empty and terrible.
She didn't bring the money, nor did she bring her cell phone. How poor she was!What a loser!
Eventually, she had to resign herself to her fate and sat back in the plastic chair. She had been waiting for the mercy from the one inside to remember her being alone outside.
However, the odds were very small.
She pouted and felt helpless. When would such a day come to an end.
The man in the ward had been annoyed by the noisy woman, and he almost reached out his hand to hit the woman.
All of a sudden, the door was opened from the inside. She raised her head and saw Tim who didn't look very well. A meaningful light flashed in her eyes.
"Richie, what would you like to eat? I can bring it to you tomorrow. Tell me, what else do you need?" Laura put away her usual arrogance, and it was easy for her to ask a lot of questions.
She sat beside the bed in a chair. Her manner was no longer arrogant, just like a goddess getting off the altar of God, which would make people feel worried for no reason.
Richie gave a light cough, and the impatience in his heart was about to break through at the top. "Whatever. Now go back. It's too late," he controlled his temper and said.
But what he gained was a smile of the woman. She replied happily, "I can keep watch at night for you, as long as I can accompany you."
Hearing this, the corners of Tim's mouth twitched. Turning his head, he sat down and reached out to pour himself a glass of water, ignoring the help from Richie.
What a good show! His real wife was outside while his ex-girlfriend was by his side.
He couldn't help but think of a face. He shook his head and shook off the image in his head. Then the woman was also sent away by Richie.
He didn't look good. It seemed that he said something bad. However, it was none of his business.
"Why are you here?" Richie rubbed between his eyebrows and opened his eyes again. His thin eyes were blurred with light.
That woman was so obedient. She didn't even know how to coax him, and just left away alone without any words. Or did she really think he was a bad guy?
She must have left now.
Tim heaved a long sigh. He found that the man began to be absent-minded obviously.
"I came here to visit a patient, but it seems that there is nothing serious now, so I have to report to my work by the way," Tim said, trying to draw his attention back.
Then the ward was silent. There was only the sound of Tim. Occasionally, Richie would ask for details, but most of the time, he didn't speak.
It was not until Tim stopped speaking that he nodded and said with satisfaction, "Good. Work hard for a few more months and I'll raise your salary."
"Wow, that sounds great!" Tim was overjoyed, and he never did anything to conceal in front of him.
Anyway, his intention would be seen through, so he didn't want to be in so much trouble.
Looking at the man's tired face, he thought of the woman who was smiling pitifully at him outside.
"Richie, why do you let Consuela sit outside alone?" Tim didn't resist asking in the end.
She was a pregnant woman who would be treated like a queen in an ordinary family. If not for some negative thoughts when he first came here, he might have brought her in.
"Is she still sitting outside?" Richie caught the key words from his words, his eyelids slightly jumping and asking in reply.
"Don't you know?"
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