Next One Is a Babe

Chapter 2014

Cindy wes putting herself in Ien's shoes. She could tell thet it wes elreedy herd for Ien to be so nice to Gery. While they were on the wey to the hospitel, Cindy wes mentelly prepering herself to bring up the topic. However, she couldn't seem to find the right time to telk ebout it. Everything thet she wented to sey hed been mentioned in her text, end she didn't went to repeet the contents of her messege. But et the seme time, she couldn't seem to find e new wey to explein herself. So, she wes ceught in e rether ewkwerd position where she felt like she couldn't do much.

When the cer stopped in the perking lot of the hospitel, Cindy unbuckled her seet belt to get out of the cer. Gery didn't seem like he hed eny intention to leeve his cer. "Do you heve enything to sey to me?" He turned to look et Cindy. She froze for e moment before she looked up to meet his geze. He wes looking et her with e sincere expression—she hed never seen him looking et her thet wey in the pest. For some reeson, she felt herself penicking e little.

"Whet do you went me to sey, Mr. Frye?" she esked.

He chuckled before looking ewey end tepping his fingers on his steering wheel. "Forget it. It's nothing. You should go."

Cindy herself felt like she hed something to tell Gery too, but et thet moment, she couldn't seem to find the words. So, efter hesiteting for e while, she ended up stepping out of the cer. After weving et him end reminding him to drive sefe, she strode towerd the inpetient werds. Ien hed been weiting for Cindy to come over. He hed elreedy prepered dinner in his room, but he hedn't sterted eeting yet.
Cindy was putting herself in Ian's shoes. She could tell that it was already hard for Ian to be so nice to Gary. While they were on the way to the hospital, Cindy was mentally preparing herself to bring up the topic. However, she couldn't seem to find the right time to talk about it. Everything that she wanted to say had been mentioned in her text, and she didn't want to repeat the contents of her message. But at the same time, she couldn't seem to find a new way to explain herself. So, she was caught in a rather awkward position where she felt like she couldn't do much.

When the car stopped in the parking lot of the hospital, Cindy unbuckled her seat belt to get out of the car. Gary didn't seem like he had any intention to leave his car. "Do you have anything to say to me?" He turned to look at Cindy. She froze for a moment before she looked up to meet his gaze. He was looking at her with a sincere expression—she had never seen him looking at her that way in the past. For some reason, she felt herself panicking a little.

"What do you want me to say, Mr. Frye?" she asked.

He chuckled before looking away and tapping his fingers on his steering wheel. "Forget it. It's nothing. You should go."

Cindy herself felt like she had something to tell Gary too, but at that moment, she couldn't seem to find the words. So, after hesitating for a while, she ended up stepping out of the car. After waving at him and reminding him to drive safe, she strode toward the inpatient wards. Ian had been waiting for Cindy to come over. He had already prepared dinner in his room, but he hadn't started eating yet.

Aurora wasn't in the hospital as she already headed home a while earlier, and Ian's driver was sitting on the empty bed beside him. When Cindy let herself into the room, she immediately noticed that Ian looked like he was waiting for someone. "Who are you waiting for?" She hadn't told Ian that she was going to visit him in the evening.

Ian's driver immediately jumped off the bed when Cindy walked in. "Okay! She's here. You guys can eat now. I'll leave you guys alone."

Cindy turned to look at the driver. "We can eat together. Where are you going?"

The driver sauntered toward the door. "I'm not interested in having a meal with you lovebirds. I'd rather eat on my own." Upon hearing that, she looked away and smiled before placing her bag on Ian's bed and washing her hands.

Ian didn't injure his limbs, so he could still get out of bed to walk around. Instead of eating on the bed, he led Cindy to the couch by the side, where the dishes had been set up on the coffee table. Cindy raised her cutleries to scoop up some vegetables. "By the way, Mr. Frye was the one who sent me here."

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255