They had given up on persuading Jarvis. They could only watch him keep drinking. Later, Lenard really couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed Jarvis up, "That's enough! You're the one who said you didn't want Queenie. And you're the one who won't let go now. If you are going to die, make it snappy and leave her alone!"
These words were really harsh, even more than Lenard's previous remarks. Babur and Dixon were afraid that Jarvis would be stimulated to fight with Lenard directly. But Jarvis did not.
A light flashed violently in his dark, dull eyes. He looked up at Lenard and muttered, almost unconsciously, "Die? How dare I die... I am so afraid... I am so afraid that if I die, Queenie will not shed a tear and will tell the world how happy she will be..."
"So, who are you showing this look to now?" Lenard really can't bear this. Everyone was like this. They just wouldn't take other people's good advice, would they? Dixon was so bad to Sonia. Now even if he begged Sonia on his knees for her to come back, Sonia turned away and left without a frown. Jarvis obviously knew about this. Why didn't he just take the lesson and learn from it?
After a couple of drinks, did he think he was not a human anymore?
"You are so proud to ruin your health, aren't you? In the end, Queenie won't come back to you. And you'll have a lot of health issues, so you'll be satisfied, right?" Lenard was so angry that his chest was shivering, "I really despise men like you guys. When you treat her so badly, when she was doing all for you with all her heart, where the fuck were you! You were wasting her love! Now she wants to break off, you follow her in a rush. It's fun, isn't it? Are you making any difference from Dixon six months ago? No, you are all fucking jerks!"
Even Dixon was scolded.
In general, Lenard had a good temper. He had seen a lot of nonsense patients in the hospital. And he would always talk to them with great patience. After all, he was a doctor. A doctor should have a kind heart. He should have thought of others at all times.
But he was quite angry with his jerk friends. They were all jerks. He had advised Dixon to make up for Sonia while he still had the chance. But Dixon wouldn't listen. Now. It was good. Sonia didn't care about Dixon even if he was chasing after her.
When Jarvis made Queenie injured in the middle of the night, Lenard carried a medical kit to the door to help. At that time, he also advised Jarvis. But Jarvis didn't listen. Now Jarvis was living like a walking dead. What was the point? He deserved it!
Lenard was so angry that he didn't hold back his thought and words, "Do not take your body seriously? What? Do you think that Queenie will feel sorry for you if you are drunk? How can you be so naive? If I were Queenie, I would like you to die. And you should die far away. Do you feel bad? So, does drinking mean feeling bad and remorseful?
"If you are really sad, why not kill yourself? Sonia cut her wrists when she was sad in prison. She survived. How about you? I will give you a knife. I bet you won't even dare to cut yourself! You loser!
"Queenie ran away with someone else. If Dixon were you, I mean the current Dixon, he would definitely chase after Queenie and apologize cheeky to win her back. Even if he might be turned off, she will know his heart. But what about you? What are you doing?"
'What are you doing?'
Jarvis' heart fluttered hard as Lenard pointed at him and scolded him. "You're still blaming Queenie and looking for reasons from Queenie! I'm really fed up with your character! You listen! If Queenie comes back to you, her head must be crushed. Any man on the street is better than you!
"Jarvis, ask yourself. Since Queenie met you, did she ever do a single thing wrong to you? Name just one thing! Name it!"
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