Damon grinned and said, "Really? How co I’ve never noticed you have such a problem before?" "Did you ever bother to get to know before?" Suddenly, I found my backbone and glared at Damon defiantly. Sure enough, I succeeded in diverting the conversation. I thought of the man who hit with the stick and asked, "Did you call the police? About getting beaten up." "I did. The guy’s cooling his heels at the police station now." Damon opened a food box, revealing a steaming chicken and abalone soup. "Cherry made this from ho." No wonder it slled familiar. I took the food box and started to eat. As I was eating. Damon broke the silence. "I’ve let Cherry go. She’s leaving tomorrow." The spoon nearly slipped from my hand, but I didn’t turn my head for fear of aggravating my injury. Instead, I widened my eyes and asked him, "Why?" "The guy who beat you up today, Ariel uncle, is the brother of Cherry’s husband. It’s not appropriate for her to continue working at our place." Damon explained slowly. A chill ran down my spine. Did Damon already know that Cherry was Ariel’s mother? If he had looked into Kent, he surely would’ve checked out Ariel’s family, too. It wouldn’t be hard to figure out who Cherry was. I had initially wanted Cherry to stay at our place a bit longer, but since Damon had already made up his mind, I let it be. "Alright, I get it." I cald down and continued eating. As I was eating, I kept sneaking glances at Damon. He knew that Cherry was our nanny, but did he never suspect that I actually knew Ariel? Damon was busy replying to ssages on his phone. I rembered that my mom’s roast chicken should be ready soon, so I said to him, "Thanks for bringing food today. Since you’re busy, you should go." "Okay." Damon stood up to leave.
I rolled my eyes. If he was in such a to leave, then why did he even bother bringing food? more. No sooner had Damon left than my mom arrived. Although I had already eaten quite a bit, I couldn’t resist the temptation of the roast chicken and forced myself to eat so. My mom wanted to stay overnight. My mom reluctantly went ho. Just as I was about to drift "Hello?" Without checking the phone but I refused. It was just my head that couldn’t move, not my body. rest. a nurse had checked my ward and gave so injections, I was ready to get so sleep. to ID, ca "Eliana, it’s ." Ariel’s I imdiately beca alert. My phone rang. Luckily, I was in a private room, so the noise wouldn’t disturb anyone else. the phone, "Who’s this?" phone. She spoke softly and nervously, "Are you asleep?" clearer, "Oh, it’s you. No, I’m not asleep. What’s up?" "Eliana, I heard about what happened. I hurt you today, and you had to be hospitalized. I’m calling to apologize on his behalf. I’m sorry." Ariel’s tone was filled with sincerity. I could tell that she genuinely ant her apology. I chuckled, "So that guy is uncle, huh? What a coincidence. I was only there today for work. I didn’t expect sothing like this to happen." Ariel replied, "Yes, Eliana, we really do have a connection. I just found out today that my mom has been working at your place. But... she’s been fired."" It seed she knew quite a lot. I was a bit disappointed that I didn’t hear what I wanted to hear. Since Ariel knew that her uncle, and that her mom worked at my place, didn’t she know that Damon was my husband? After all, I went to the Chemical Plant with Damon, and Cherry was fired by Damon. "It must’ve been my husband who fired her. I’ Upon hearing my words, Ariel fell silent, after what happened today, he was pretty pissed." I said with a laugh. "Alright." I hung up. When she spoke again, her voice sounded a bit strained, "I know, Elian. You should get so rest." That night, I didn’t sleep very well. Probably due to the head injury, I kept having fragnted dreams about my past love, which almost made think my condition had worsened when I woke up the next day.
It was 8:00 in the morning according to my phone. I thought I’d see my mom first today, but Damon showed up again. He put a few slices of toast and a cup of coffee on the side, then handed the food box like the day before. I was a bit puzzled, not understanding what he was up to. "Damon, what are you doing? I took the toast, asking skeptically, "Aren’t you busy at work? Or have you already snagged that college girl?" At this rate, the news will soon be about Mr. Coleman giving up his career to be a family man. Damon shot a glare. His expression was rather frosty, but I pretended not to notice and continued sipping the soup. "Eliana," he pulled a chair over, sat down next to my bed, and asked calmly, "You’ve known her for so ti, haven’t you? And you also knew that Ada was her mother, didn’t you?" I paused my soup-eating. Ah, he finally caught on. Well, since he knew, I might as well tell the truth. After all, my ultimate goal wasn’t to salvage this marriage. I wiped the corner of my mouth and replied casually, "Yes, I’ve known for a while. But I didn’t think there was any point in telling you. Do you think you would’ve given up on Ariel if I did?" Damon just stared at , not saying a word. "Do you rember the coffee shop? She worked there part-ti. I t her when I was there for coffee, and I also t her boyfriend. We even had dinner together once. He was really good to her, until you ca along and broke them up. As for Ada, it wasn’t who specifically looked for her. The agency just happened to recomnd her to , so I kept her. I only found out that she was Ariel’s mother when we chatted occasionally." I explained calmly. Upon hearing about Ariel’s boyfriend, Damon beca long faced a bit.
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