After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 163

But I'm her daughter. Shouldn't she feel at least a bit worried when her own daughter has fallen sick? Yet, Mom had been undeniably calm and indifferent. She had left me alone so easily, not sparing even a second to accompany me.

Once again, the ward plummeted into silence with no one else inside but me. I felt small and pathetic inside the spacious room. That was the first time I truly felt sorry for myself. After all, who else would be left completely alone, abandoned by their own family but me?

I turned to look out the window. Tears were beginning to slide down my cheeks. I tried to wipe them away with the back of my hand, but no matter how hard I tried, my tears continued pouring. It wasn't long before I fell into a full-on sob.

As strong as I looked to the outside world, I was just as vulnerable as most women. For one second, I longed for someone who would stay by my side, someone to care for me.

Just then, my phone began ringing from underneath the pillow. I quickly gathered up my thoughts and hastily wiped off my tears before picking up, craving for any scraps of human contact.

“Hello?”

My voice was hoarse and raspy, definitely a result from all that crying.

“Is anything wrong, Ms. Garcia? Your voice sounds different.”

After a moment of silence, Ronan piped up from the other end of the call. The concern could be detected in his tone.

“It's nothing.”

I was surprised by how attentive Ronan could be. He had managed to figure out something was amiss despite me only saying one word.

“I have mastered the art of picking up hints from a woman's tone. Have you been crying?”

Ronan's voice rang out once more. Even though there was a slight hint of a smirk behind his voice, anyone could hear that he was worried.

“It really is nothing. I'm just feeling a bit under the weather.”

Even though I denied having cried, it was not a lie when I said I was feeling unwell. I hardly had any energy left in my body as I slipped in and out of consciousness.

“I still think something's wrong. Where are you now? Are you ill?”

Upon hearing my answer, Ronan became even more concerned. Even his voice became serious.

“Yeah. I'm in the hospital right now.”

I told him the truth that time round, attempting to shake him off so he would not try to ask me out again.

“I'm coming to see you now!”

After saying that, Ronan hung up the phone abruptly before I could get a word in.
But I'm her daughter. Shouldn't she feel at least a bit worried when her own daughter has fallen sick? Yet, Mom had been undeniably calm and indifferent. She had left me alone so easily, not sparing even a second to accompany me.

As the disconnect tone traveled into my ear, I could not help but frown and feel baffled by his actions.

How can Ronan be so impetuous? Even though he wants to visit me as soon as possible, shouldn't he at least ask which hospital I'm in?

I let out a helpless sigh, feeling slightly irritated.

The loneliness one would feel when left alone in a hospital ward with no one to talk to could only be understood by those who had experienced it themselves.

Half an hour later, I heard a knock at the door. I turned my head towards the sound. As the outline of the person became clearer, my eyes widened in shock.

It was Ronan.

“How... How did you know which hospital I'm in?”

I gaped at Ronan, puzzled by how quickly he was able to find me.

“This is the only big hospital around here, and it's said to be the best. So, it is not that hard to guess that you'll be here.”

An amused smile blossomed on his face as he made his way towards me.

His logical explanation made me in awe of his intelligence. For some reason, Ronan reminded me of Michael, despite their personalities being polar opposites.

I flashed him a weak, wordless smile, too tired to talk. Moreover, Ronan and I were practically strangers. There was nothing to talk about.

“You look terrible. What happened?”

All of a sudden, Ronan stretched out his hand and touched my forehead, worry written all over his face.

Feeling his touch on my skin, I instinctively jolted away. Even though we had met each other a few times, I still barely knew him. The sudden intimacy made me feel uneasy.

“You're burning up. You have such a high fever. Why aren't your friends or family here to take care of you?”

Ronan frowned as he stood up abruptly, taken aback by the temperature of my forehead.

“It's fine. It's no big deal. I don't need to be taken care of.”

Ronan's words reminded me of Mom's parting words. I felt a sharp pain in my heart as if it was being stabbed by a thousand needles.

“No big deal? Do you know how hot your skin felt? I'll stay here with you. You are not to be left alone at a time like this.”
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