"When I say get out, you have to get out!" Lara dragged Angela to the door. Angela turned to her and said, "Don't touch me!" and pushed her so hard that she almost fell down. "You're rude!" Lara slapped Angela in the face, but Angela quickly retaliated by slapping back. Lara cried out in pain and anger, pulling Angela's hair, "You're such an animal!" "Let him go, Lara!" exclaimed Leonardo. Lara abruptly released Angela and went to Leonardo's bed, where she asked for defense. "Your nurse is rude; she slapped me; you should hire a more respectful nurse, Leonardo." She cried. "What brings you here?" Leonardo inquired dryly. "Of course, you're in the hospital, so I'll pay you a visit; I'm worried about you. Why did you slash your wrist? " She snorted, "Perhaps your nurse doesn't care?" "Can you leave now, Lara?" Leonardo asked. "You're going to dispatch me right away despite the fact that I've only just arrived?" "I don't require a visitor at this time." Then someone else opene
"What did you say?" exclaimed Leonardo. "The woman you ran over on the street is no longer alive." Angela said flatly. "I didn't hit that girl; she was the one running past, so I hit her; it was an accident!" Angela sensed the seriousness in Leonardo's reactions; he hadn't expected Angela's news. She grumbled, adding, "Someone killed her. The man driving the black car killed her. " Leonardo couldn't believe the woman who had caused his blindness had died. "Are you telling the truth?" "Yeah, and whoever those people are... whatever their motivation for killing her was... they will pay the price; Carma is real, and they will suffer as the girl did." Leonardo stopped speaking. He reflected deeply. "I want my hot coffee," he said quietly. Angela went to the kitchen to prepare coffee for Leonardo. She was about to return to Leonardo's room when Leonardo's mother approached her. "Is that coffee for Leonardo?" Mrs. Vera asked. "Yes, Mrs. Vera." "How is he doing?" Angela shrugged,
Angela dashed into the house without looking back at the studio. She couldn't stand it when she saw Fredrick and Lara kissing inside Leonardo's studio. It was one of the most heinous acts of betrayal she had ever witnessed. She wished to erase the image of Fredrick and Lara rolling around naked on the floor in their animalistic sexual act. She wanted to vomit but couldn't because her stomach felt like it was being yanked out of her throat. Then she slammed into the main door, not realizing Mrs. Gale was on the other side, and they collided on the floor. "Oh, God!" exclaimed Angela. "I'm truly sorry, Mrs. Gale." Mrs. Gale was still stunned by the blow and asked, "What happened to you? Why did you run like that? "
Leonardo was taken aback by Angela's adamant opposition to marrying Lara. "Are you angry, Angela?" "No, but you don't need a wife right now, Mr. Vera; you need a nurse." "But a nurse isn't like a wife, Angela; a wife can do things a nurse can't." "The other wife, perhaps, but Miss Chavez is different." Angela insisted, "She's busy with her work, isn't she? And it's unlikely she'll stop working; I'm certain she'll never stop working. " "Let's bet. I'll bet she'll quit if I tell her to quit, "Leonardo said. "All right, I'll bet she won't quit her job." "Okay. What exactly is the prize? " Angela inquired. "You are free to ask whatever you want." "Deal," Angela agreed, "so you've got to eat right now." "Wait," Leonardo instructed. "Is there anything I can do for you, sir?" "Can you describe yourself to me?" Leonardo inquired. "What?" "Describe your face, your body, your hair, everything about you." "Why, sir?" "Angela, I'm blind, but I still have a vivid imagination. When w
Angela stood a few steps away from Leonardo, like a statue of liberty. Leonardo was enraged because she had lied about her appearance. "What bothers me the most is the liar. And what you did was extremely impolite. Give me an answer now. What are your plans, and why are you hiding your true self from me? " "I don't know," Angela bravely admitted. "However, I have no intention of deceiving you." "What you did was deceptive!" exclaimed Leonardo. "Trying to hide your true face from me is a deceptive act. You lied to me! " "I'm sorry," Angela said sincerely. "I didn't mean to deceive you; it's just that I don't feel comfortable describing myself as a pretty woman. I'm sorry, Mr. Vera. " "Let me touch your face," Leonardo demanded. "What?” Angela was taken aback. She takes a step backward. "Are you deaf?" "Let me touch your face," Leonardo said harshly. "Why?" Angela was agitated. "You can't just touch my face." "You have to, or you're not getting out of this room," Leonardo said
Angela's gloomy mood had not been lifted by the scenic beauty of nature. She was already outside the mansion, still enraged at the prospect of Lara agreeing to stop working in order to marry Leonardo. She was well aware that Lara was simply lying in order to gain his consent."You're insane, Angela," Lara yelled from behind her. "Tell me, are you in love with my boyfriend?""Wh-what? What on earth made you think of that? , Miss Chavez? ""Because I could see it in your eyes." Lara grumbled, "And you know what, you're the worst nurse I've ever met.""And you're the most treacherous girlfriend I've ever known." Angela talked back."What do you mean by treacherous?" Lara's eyes glared. "Tell me what's on your mind, bitch," Lara said quietly."If I tell you, you won't be able to look at yourself in the mirror for shame," Angela retorted. "Don't make me say something you'll regret hearing.""Get out of here. You're not a good influence on the people around here. " Lara growled."I know wh
Angela parked the car a few meters away from Leonardo's studio. "We're here.""Is the gardener around?" Leonardo asked."I didn't see him.""Good. Look for the key in my studio on the left side of the floor, under a flower pot. The rose pot held the studio's spare key. "Angela got out of the car and followed Leonardo's instructions. There were several flower pots lining the floor, but the fifth pot was a rose, and underneath it was the key. She went to the door and opened it."The door is open," Angela said as she returned to the car, but Leonardo had already gotten out and slammed the door.Angela felt better watching her patient move casually while attempting to appear normal. She dashed to his side. "Would you like me to help you to the door?""I believe you should." Leonardo hushed. "Remember, I'm blind.""I'm sorry," Angela said as she guided Leonardo into the room."Stop," Leonardo said. He remained motionless for a few moments beneath the door beam. He was paying attention to
Angela was delighted by the stars blinking up in the sky because it was such a warm night. It was already eight o'clock, and the silence of the night indicated that no other souls were awake except hers. She couldn't sleep thinking about the hidden painting on the 7th ceiling board in Leonardo's studio. Why was it hidden from the view of others? Who is the crying lady? She pondered. And their hand-painting made her happy. She could still see Lara's face furiously complaining about her as Leonardo's hand-partner in that painting. And the result was fantastic. They created a beautiful spiral design of such a colorful painting, with their hands visible as the last marks over the spiraling multicolor rainbow. And the thought of Leonardo wanting to hear her mention his name, "Leo," caused her to experience a slew of unexpected emotions. She was overjoyed just thinking about it. It was such a lovely word to say. Leonardo, she said, as she smiled. But she could also see and feel Lara's boili