Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam) novel Chapter 37

Bryan drove Anna to the hospital. It was supposed to only take 30 minutes to get there but they had still not arrived even though Bryan had been driving for more than an hour.

Anna started to feel a little annoyed. She put on her sunglasses to shield her eyes from the intense sunlight streaming in from the windows.

"What's up with you today, Anna?" asked Bryan. He maintained his patient demeanor and warm, sweet smile.

"I didn't sleep well last night." Anna did not want to speak to Bryan so she leaned against her seat and closed her eyes.

Bryan quickly took off his coat and carefully draped it over Anna. "Be careful to not catch a cold," he said.

"I don't need this. It isn't chilly,” replied Anna coldly.

"Anna, please don’t be like this. I'm only doing this because I care for you."

"Yeah, I know." Anna responded to his words indifferently then said, "You should focus on driving."

Bryan suddenly braked, bringing the car to a halt." Anna, I’m going to buy you some fried chicken. It's from your favorite fried chicken place!"

After he said that, Bryan rushed out of the car.

Anna looked out through the car windows and saw Bryan standing in a long queue outside a fried chicken shop. However, he said something to the people in front and managed to move ahead in the queue. He returned to the car after successfully buying the fried chicken.

"Anna, I got you the extra spicy one because I know that's how you like it." Bryan quickly placed the piping hot box of fried chicken on Anna's lap.

Anna was extremely curious to know how Bryan managed to successfully cut the queue and get the fried chicken so quickly. The shop was notorious for having long queues and the wait would usually last at least an hour.

"What did you say to them?" asked Anna.

"I told them that my pregnant wife has been craving the fried chicken from this place and begged them to let me move ahead in the queue.”

Anna was speechless.

"Anna, when we get married, I'll buy this fried chicken shop so that you can have it to your heart's content every day." Bryan looked like he was indulging a greedy child as his eyes sparkled brightly.

Anna pushed the fried chicken back into Bryan's hands and said, "I've not fully recovered from my LASIK surgery so I still can’t eat anything spicy." "I can't believe I forgot! I'm so sorry, I’ll go back to buy

you a non-spicy set, Anna."

Bryan was about to jump out of the car when Anna quickly called out to stop him. "Let’s head to the hospital to see your grandmother first."

"Oh okay. You should take a short nap. I’ll drive more carefully." Bryan started the engine and moved the car slowly.

Anna leaned against the car seat and turned her head t o look outside the car window. As she watched the retreating scenery, she felt empty inside.

There were times when one's awareness would change and cause their inner world to be altered as a result.

In the past, had Bryan had treated her this sweetly and so considerately, Anna would have been extremely appreciative and touched. However, now...

Now that her reality had been crushed, this was all merely a sweet illusion. The ugly truth behind this facade made Anna feel disappointed and hopeless.

She slowly closed her eyes and endured the bitter sting that she felt in her heart.

At that moment, the wristband around her wrist suddenly rang out. It was the sound of boisterous children singing which instantly caused the quiet environment inside the car to become noisy.

Every time she heard this song play, Anna had to try t o stop herself from bursting into laughter. Her mood would instantly improve.

She swiftly took out her medicated eye drops from her bag and dropped them into her eyes. After that, she shut her eyes and hummed along to the song happily.

Bryan felt a little annoyed. He honestly did not like the song 'Jingle Bells’ which he considered an earpiercing racket.

"Anna, could you switch that off please?”

"I like listening to it.” Anna continued to hum along to i t.

There was nothing that Bryan could do about it. "Fine, we’ll do what you want."