David: How dare you involve Mr. Walker in this?Owner: I'm telling the truth! If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Walker yourself.David: Does Ms. Parker know about this?Owner: I'm not sure. The tabloids say they're a couple, so Mr. Walker might have already told her.David: What if Ms. Parker doesn't know and blames you for the accident?Owner: It's not my fault! How could I have known she would have an accident during the trip?David: Then you need to go to the hospital and explain it to her face.Owner: If I do that, won't it look like I'm badmouthing Mr. Walker behind his back? It could affect their relationship. If Mr. Walker finds out, I'm done for!The owner, not understanding David's hint, was afraid of offending Luke.David: If their love is strong enough, nothing anyone says will come between them.The owner suddenly understood. He was about to speak when David raised his hand to stop him.David: That's all I have to say. The rest is up to you.Owner: Please
In the afternoon, Marianne prepared ingredients to make soup for Wendy and me.Wendy, having finished her work, followed Marianne around, praising her skill and calling her a talented chef."Ms. Smith, you're making me blush so much I can hardly work," Marianne said, her face flushed with a shy smile as she lowered her head slightly.As Wendy was about to continue her flattery, I tugged at her sleeve. "Wendy, I think Marianne gets the point. If you need something, just ask."Marianne was like a caring elder to me, and she'd rarely refuse a request if she could manage it. Too much flattery might make her uncomfortable."I was hoping you could make an extra portion of soup," Wendy said, her eyes full of hope. "Is that okay, Marianne?""Of course!" Marianne agreed immediately. "I'll prepare some extra ingredients.""Thank you! Could you put the extra portion in a thermos?" Wendy asked."Is it for a late-night snack, Ms. Smith?""No, I'm going to give it to someone."Having known
"They just went down a few minutes ago. Ms. Parker usually keeps her walks to about half an hour. You're welcome to wait in her room," the psychologist said, opening the door wider and stepping aside to invite us in."Where does she usually walk? We'll go find her," Wendy said."There's a garden area downstairs. Ms. Parker usually strolls around there.""Thanks," Wendy said, then pulled me towards the elevator.As we descended, she grumbled, "Stephen's a lawyer, smart and rational. How has he been playing the devoted simp for so many years?""We always want what we can't have," I replied."You nailed it, Jen. With Joey's heart broken by Luke, Stephen might have a chance to swoop in. Who knows, it might work out.""That would be a happy ending for everyone.""Happy for Stephen, maybe," Wendy said with a grimace. "Luke is Joey's obsession. Even if she agrees to be with Stephen, she won't completely let go of Luke. It's like that song, 'The One That Got Away.'"I was speechless.
"Joey, about what happened back then...""Don't tell me what's done is done!" Joey's voice rose, her emotions flaring as she turned to glare resentfully at Stephen."Why does she always interrupt at the crucial moment?" Wendy muttered quietly, crossing her arms.From Stephen and Joey's reactions, it was clear that past events had deeply affected them both. Wendy felt a strong curiosity, as if a cat were clawing inside her. She was itching to rush over and demand the details of their past."Joey..." Stephen tried again."If you want to make amends, don't bring up irrelevant things," Joey said forcefully. "I'm tired. Let's go back to my room."Stephen stood still, not moving.Joey, certain he would give in, didn't push further.After a few minutes, Stephen composed himself and turned the wheelchair around, immediately spotting Wendy and me standing nearby.Joey's face suddenly changed. "How long have you been here?""I can't remember exactly when we arrived," Wendy said, "but I
"Let's treat your wound first."Stephen pulled Wendy along, striding past me. It took me a moment to react, and I rushed to stop them."Jen, you take care of things here. I'll be back soon," Wendy said, shifting slightly to block my path and giving me a meaningful wink.Suddenly, I remembered that Stephen had evidence of Joey's involvement in our kidnapping. Wendy was going with him to try and extract information.As a lawyer, Stephen was quick-witted and tight-lipped. Wendy had her work cut out for her.I silently cheered her on.Behind me, Joey started to move her wheelchair. I turned and blocked her path. "Why did you have me kidnapped?""What would I gain from kidnapping you?" Joey tapped her head. "Jen, you should learn to think before you speak. Otherwise, you'll make a fool of yourself.""It's your overthinking that leads you to scheme against others.""Without evidence, you're just slandering me. I could sue you for that.""Your threats don't scare me.""We'll see if
Luke's eyes, which were warm when they passed over me, turned icy cold when they landed on Joey.He exuded authority, his gaze sharp as a knife. Joey momentarily panicked and quickly lowered her eyes."Ms. Middleton, please return to your room. I need to discuss something with Ms. Parker," Luke said."Yes, Mr. Walker," I replied, turning to walk towards the hospital entrance.Catching my reflection in the glass doors, I saw my own beaming face and suddenly froze.Why... why was I smiling so happily at the sight of Luke? All my confusion and anger had vanished in an instant.If I had to describe it in a word, it was "dazed." My mind and heart were filled with thoughts of him! I had even forgotten to tell him about Joey being behind the kidnapping!I remembered how I felt when I first started dating Max, realizing I had perfectly recreated my younger self in the throes of first love.Had I... fallen for Luke?The realization hit me like a thunderbolt.I thought about going back
My overwhelming emotions gradually faded as Wendy spoke. I smiled, watching her head to the kitchenette in search of food.Thirty minutes later, Luke knocked on the door. Upon seeing him, Wendy immediately spilled the beans about Joey being behind the kidnapping, like a child tattling on a playground bully."Stephen has the evidence. I'm sure you can get it from him, Luke," Wendy said."The police will investigate," Luke replied, his expression unchanged.Wendy frowned. "Did you already know Joey was behind this?""I found out recently.""Then why aren't you acting on it? Get her locked up!"Wendy touched the bandage on her wrist, biting back some choice words.Luke remained silent."Don't worry, Wendy. The police will handle it," I said."I was just saying," Wendy muttered, pulling out her iPhone. "I need to make a call."Mary had gone home, leaving Luke and me alone in the room.Now aware of my feelings for Luke, I found it increasingly difficult to act normally around hi
"Luke left so abruptly," Wendy said as she entered the room. I quickly regained my composure."He had a business dinner. He just stopped by briefly," I explained."I'm not sure if it was just a quick visit, but I can tell you're upset," Wendy said, studying my face. "You know, a little flirting can make a difference. If you want Luke to stay longer, drop some hints. He's smart; he'll catch on.""Are you feeling alright, Wendy? Asking my boss to hang out?" Her teasing managed to lighten my mood a bit."Jen, you didn't deny wanting Luke's company," Wendy raised an eyebrow."Wendy, my heart belongs only to you," I said dramatically.Wendy cringed at my cheesy line. "Jen, you've become quite the smooth talker."I was considering how to bring up Joey's situation when there was a knock at the door.Before I could respond, the door opened and Joey appeared."Why are you still bothering us?" Wendy said impatiently, shooing her away. "Leave before I make you pay for the kidnapping!""