Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 152

When I brought up the idea of being discharged with the nurse, Hogan was the first one to jump down my throat.

“Look at you, all sick and pale. You think you can get discharged?” His words were sharp as a tack, and his tone was colder than a witch’s tit, “Cut the drama, Rainbow Capital isn’t picking up the tab for a partner who’s brought it all on herself.”

I mulled over what he meant and couldn’t help but feel ridiculously amusing. Then, I heard Cecilia persuade gently, “Xaviera, Hogan’s just looking out for you. Your health is your bread and butter; you’ve gotta take care of yourself first, right?”

I

All I felt was that my temples were throbbing, and I lost all desire to even speak. How could these two brainiacs not get it? The reason I didn’t want to stay in the hospital was to avoid seeing the two of

them at the same time!

But there they were, acting all butthurt as if I didn’t appreciate their good intentions. They really didn’t have a clue about the social

graces.

Just when I was caught between a rock and a hard place, bam! The door slammed open, and there stood Timothy, panting at the doorway, his puppy–dog eyes filled with worry.

After his pretty eyes swept over me for a couple of seconds, he bee–lined it to my side and pointed at my ankle, “You forgot the doctor’s orders? Wear socks, keep warm, why are you always so

hard–headed?”

his usual Mr. Nice Guy facade, replaced by a tinge

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had. Even if he looked young

about to explain when Cecilia butted in, “Mr. Temple sure is worried about you. Look, since Mr. Temple is here, why don’t you

at me,

woebegone, “Hogan and I couldn’t talk her out

thought – got out, these two out of here this instant. I didn’t want to

for another second.

sensing my discomfort, asked, “You

it seems we don’t need to stay tonight. What do

the young girl and then at Hogan, who was silently standing by, and managed a lukewarm. reply, “Sure.”

Timothy would be a piece of cake compared to these

two.

earned a snort from Hogan, “Ms. March’s plans are

spun on his heel and left the room without a backward glance.

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get some rest; we’ll come to