I thought he agreed as he nodded slightly.
I was humble to obey him as usual despite resistance in my heart.
He drove me to the hospital instead of the villa.
The bad smell of disinfectant spread across the hospital.
Carol was undergoing an infusion, looked weak and petite.
She stared at me with a cold gaze. After a long time she said to Samson, "I don't want to see her!"
A little bit colder and hateful occurred instead of the tender since losing her baby.
Samson embraced her, "Let her take care of you for a few days. She deserves it."
Intimacy, petting, all of these had hurt me deeply.
Carol actually wanted to refuse, but just for a moment, she nodded, "Okay, I’m on you!"
They just decided my stay.
How ridiculous!
Samson was very busy as a member of the Finns. Therefore, he had no time to stay here.
Then I was the only one to take care of Carol.
At 2:00 in the morning. Carol couldn't fall asleep at night. There were no extra beds in the hospital, so I could only sit on the chair next to her.
She looked at me, "Sharon Sandra, you are too humble."
After a while I said, "Isn't it love?"
She laughed unknowingly, "Are you tired?"
I shook my head. Falling in love with someone couldn’t compare with dozens of lives.
"Can you give me some water?" she said against the bed.
I nodded.
"No cold water. Scald water is preferred!" She said without any emotion.
She didn’t pick up the water but looking at me, “I think you are pitiful but also pathetic. I shouldn't blame you for the baby, but I still couldn’t help imputing that to you."
I was unaware of what she said and handed the water to her, "Be careful!"
She took it and held my hand. Instinctively, I wanted to withdraw as she stared at me, "Let's make a bet to see if he would care about you."
I was taken aback when I saw the man standing at the door. Carol looked at me lightly, "Dare you?"
I didn't say a word as she poured the hot water onto my hand and there came heart-piercing pain.
I was in for the bet.
Carol put down the glass and said innocently, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. It’s too hot. Are you okay?"
So ridiculous.
I gritted my teeth and shook my head, "It's okay!"
Samson walked in and said in a cold voice to Carol, "Why don't you sleep?"
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