Chapter 265
Chapter 265
As I was diligently scrubbing his back, completely focused on the task at hand, out of nowhere, he let out a soft sound, “Well...”
I paused my movements, utterly baffled, and tumed to look at him.
His eyes were soft, and his voice clear and untroubled as he said, “I admit, I’m the one with impure thoughts.”
I was about to say something when my gaze involuntarily drifted downwards, and I noticed he was visibly aroused.
My cheeks flamed with heat, and I threw the towel aside, “Do it yourself!
Jerk! Even in this state, he still had the energy for such thoughts.
Bryant’s injuries were severe, but the doctors at BlessedCare Medical Facility lived up to their reputation. Plus, the care he
received in the hospital room was nothing short of excellent.
Within a week, the doctor announced he could be discharged.
He added, “Mrs. Ferguson, Mr. Ferguson’s speedy recovery owes much to your devoted care. You truly are a model couple! No
wonder the internet is filled with stories of Mr. Ferguson doting on his wife. With such a wonderful wife, it’s only right to cherish
her.”
Bryant’s smile was one of complete satisfaction.
I found the latter comment rather ironic
I later heard that the doctor was promoted to Deputy Director that very day
I didn’t say much at the moment, just handed the packed clothes to Kevin, “Take these back to the Ferguson Mansion. They’ll
know how to handle the laundry”
Kevin took the clothes with a
h a slight nod.
When we got to the garage, Bryant spoke up first. “Let me drive you.”
“No need,” I pointed towards my y car, “I brought mine.”
He seemed a bit reluctant, and just when I thought he might insist on having his way, he reined in his emotions and said, “Alright,
but drive safely.”
“Will do!”
I nodded, relieved, and tumed to walk to my car.
Finally, free at last!
Spending a few days in the hospital, no matter how comfortable the room, had been far from restful.
After getting home, taking a shower, and filling my stomach, I collapsed into bed and slept like a log.
The next day, not even Christine’s visit could rouse me
It wasn’t until noon when she came into my room to wake me up for lunch that I groggily got up, “Oh, you’re here.”
“Look at those dark circles.”
She spoke with a hint of disdain, “If I didn’t know you’ve been caring for Bryant in the hospital, I’d think you’ve been out
committing crimes.
I yawned, and tears welled up in my eyes, “Taking care of someone sick is no easier than doing crimes.”
Although Bryant was relatively easy to care for, given his severe injuries and the continuous fever over several days, I often
found myself waking up in the middle of the night to check his forehead.
“Go brush your teeth and have lunch. Then you can continue with your caught–up sleep.”
As Christine urged me to get up, she cursed, “That damn scoundrel, look what he’s turned you into.”
The lunch waiting on the table was a meticulously ordered takeout. And it was all my favorite dishes.
I couldn’t help but feel touched, “Chris, you’re the best”
“Of course, I am.” Christine spoke with righteous indignation, “if only Bryant could be half as good to you as I am, then maybe he
could start talking about winning his wife back,”
I coughed lightly, not daring to bring up the time Bryant cooked at home.
Just after we finished eating, her phone suddenly rang. She lit up at the caller ID, smiled, and answered, “Laura, you busy bee,
what’s got you calling me out of the blue? Must be good news, right?”
Chapter 265
Whatever was said on the other end had Christine immediately putting the call on speaker for me to hear.
It was about an investment.
The caller had found us an investor and had arranged a dinner meeting for that evening.
Christine looked at me, seeking my opinion, and then cheerfully said, “What do you mean, am I free? You’re going out of your
way to connect me, how could I not make time? Of course, I’ll be there.”
“Alright, then it’s a date!”
Laura laughed, clearly familiar with Christine, “To be honest, it’s hardly a referral. The moment they saw your company’s
information, they agreed without a second thought.”