Seeing my escalating distress, Jones sighed and tried to wipe away my tears. But I angrily brushed his hand aside.
Aside from that one ti when we were drugged and lost control, we’ve always kept a respectable distance. This was his first attempt to breach that.
I didn’t know why, but Jones doing this affected more than Damon. Maybe in my heart, Jones was still a better person than Damon, at least in terms of manners.
As for Damon, I had long considered him a brute.
"Get off and arrange for my discharge. I want to go ho; I can’t stand being here!" I wiped away the tears stinging my eyes and tersely ordered Jones..
"You can leave tomorrow, not today." Jones refused to comply with my request.
I knew he just wanted to stay in the hospital for a couple more days, to get so IV fluids or sothing, but I didn’t need that. My ntal trauma was far more severe than any physical ailnts.
"No way, I just want to go ho!"
But today, Jones was as stubborn as a mule. He responded with a hint of authority, "That’s not possible. Until tomorrow afternoon, you’ll stay here and rest. I’ve instructed the nurses to keep a close eye on you."
"Jones, are you out of your mind??" I was aghast. I was starting to doubt if this man was really Jones.
"I’m just concerned about your health. I promised to take care of you. Will you please listen?" Jones reached out, gently patting my head. His words were soft, but they just made my chest tighten.
I wanted to retort, but Jones had already turned and left. His steps were brisk, not his usual calm and steady pace. He seed eager to get away.
His anxiety was probably as heavy as mine, but he had to bear it. If we kept arguing, things might get worse.
Maybe he was just avoiding . That was fine, I needed so ti to calm down.
I had wanted to talk to him about the situation between Nick and Damon, but now I didn’t want to say anything. I just wanted to clear my mind and try to relax.
By the ti evening fell, the plump doctor who had brought lunch ca by again, this ti with dinner.
Jones could have brought it, but he didn’t. Probably because of our argunt this afternoon.
I didn’t want to see him right now, which was just as well.
"Thank you." I didn’t have much appetite, but I thanked him quietly.
"Ma’am, actually..." The plump doctor started awkwardly, "I think Dr. Jones really likes you. Did you two have a fight? He seed off all afternoon. It’s rare for him, a professional like him, to let personal matters affect his work."
I looked at the young man in front of . He was a bit chubby, but he looked barely in his mid-twenties, innocent and guileless.
"Dr. Ronald, you’re single, aren’t you?" I glanced at the na tag pinned to his chest.
"Yes." Dr. Ronald nodded.
"That’s why you don’t understand. Thanks for the al." I gave him a small smile. "I’ll be discharged tomorrow, so you don’t need to bring anything anymore. Even if Jones asks you to, don’t agree."
Dr. Ronald blushed at my words, looking a bit awkward. I knew he ant well, but unless I was harsh, people would think it was just a small marital spat. I didn’t want anyone else trying to diate.
Firstly, Jones and I weren’t a real couple. Secondly, I was still struggling to accept what he did this afternoon.
"Alright, then. Rest well." Dr. Ronald scratched his head, left the room a bit awkwardly.
After forcing myself to eat a little, I got up from the bed and left the ward. I wanted to take a walk in the hospital garden, to try. and relax.
The hospital was much quieter at night. I sat in a gazebo for a while, feeling bored when I suddenly heard a child’s voice, "I can’t play with you anymore, and I need to go find my mom!"
"Aw, already?" The other voice was Leo’s.
I looked in the direction of the voices. Leo was wearing blue dungarees, holding a robot toy, looking reluctantly at a little boy.
"Yeah, if you’re still here tomorrow, I’ll co and play with you again!" The other boy waved at Leo and then skipped away.
I found it strange. Why was Leo here? He always seed to appear alone.
And this was a hospital. Damon and Catherine had seen during the day, but they hadn’t brought Leo with them.
Just then, Leo noticed . He froze for a mont and then tried to walk away, but I called out to him, "Leo, can you teach how to play a ga?"
At the ntion of a ga, Leo stopped in his tracks. He looked at suspiciously, "What ga?"
"Just a little ga that’s been really popular lately. But I can’t get past a certain level. You’re really good at gas, right? So I thought you could show how to get through it." I made up an excuse. I could easily find a ga on my phone.
Leo was a smart kid, but he was still a kid. He was innocent and I managed to convince him.
I pulled out my phone, downloaded a random ga, and handed it to Leo, "This is the ga. Can you play it?"
Leo glanced at it, "Of course, I can! Even if I don’t know now, I’ll figure it out after playing a bit!"
Just the sight of the ga made his eyes light up. He was clearly excited.
I let him play with my phone, and while he was engrossed in the ga, I managed to ask him a few questions. He was so focused on the ga that he let his guard down, allowing to find out a lot of things.
For instance, the watch on his wrist was a special gift from Catherine. It wasn’t just a regular watch it had phone and video calling capabilities, GPS tracking, and a cara.
"Did you use the GPS on your watch to find your dad when you got hit by a car that day?" I suddenly asked.
"Yes!" Leo was so engrossed in the ga that he answered without thinking.
"Did your mom ask you to do that?" I continued.
This ti, Leo beca wary. He looked up at , his small face full of suspicion, "No, my mom didn’t tell to do that!"
I raised an eyebrow. The more Leo denied it, the more I was convinced sothing was off.
His eyes were clearly flustered, and he seed unnaturally on edge.
"You don’t have to hide it from , you know. Your mom popped in to see today, you must have known. She spilled the beans, and the reason I’m asking these questions is because she wanted to relay a ssage to you. She said she’s sorry for letting you do sothing so perilous, and she’s asking for your forgiveness." I admit, I might have been playing mind gas with a kid, which was a bit too much.
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