A few days later, Sidney received a call from his mother.

"Hello, Mom? What's wrong?" Sidney asked, stepping out of a restaurant where he had just finished a meeting with a client.

Ruth's voice sounded concerned. "I'm not feeling well. You should come over right away."

Hearing this, Sidney immediately grew anxious.

Flagging down a cab, he asked, "What's wrong? Have you called a doctor?"

Ruth brushed it off. "Oh, I don't want to explain everything over the phone. Just come quickly."

Before he could ask more, she hung up.

Sidney's expression tightened with worry as he leaned forward and said to the driver, "Sir, please hurry."

Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the hospital. He rushed into the hospital room, only to find his mother sitting on the bed, laughing and chatting with a young woman.

There was no sign of her being unwell.

Sidney froze for a moment, his concern still evident, as he rushed over to her.

"Mom, where are you feeling unwell?" he asked, quickly scanning her for any signs of illness and reaching for the call button.

Slap!

his hand away and said,

like someone who was unwell. His brows immediately furrowed as he said, "If you're fine, why did you tell me you weren't? Do you know how

I know. I was wrong, I won't do it again," Ruth replied, nodding quickly but with a tone

someone. This is Diana White, the niece of Jackie. She's one year younger than you and studied architectural design in college, just like you. I'm sure you two will have plenty to talk about." Ruth then turned to the young woman standing beside the bed and smiled.

dressed in

her whole

fresh. She gave Sidney a shy smile and extended her hand. "Hello, Mr.

his mother had

a bit resigned, he knew he

a polite smile, he extended his hand and said, "Hello,

bed with a satisfied smile. "I'm feeling a bit tired. Why don't

blushed slightly and glanced at Jackie, who chimed in, "Diana, why don't you go buy me some

Diana replied sweetly, nodding

shot his mother a helpless look before stepping out of the hospital

help but drift toward him. Dressed in a black suit, his hair slightly tousled from running

brows, and bright eyes gave him

Of

sunny

she had always

calm and clear,

exactly her type.

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

Comments ()

0/255