Chapter 410

After getting home from James‘ place, Mirabella headed straight to her room. After a quick wash–up, without even cracking open a book, she sprawled out on her bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Post–acupuncture, she always required heaps of sleep to recover. So, she flung the unreasonable demands the scamming old man made over the phone, out of her mind like yesterday’s newspaper. Before hitting the hay, she had even set her phone to Do Not Disturb mode.

Therefore, poor Donald waited in the hospital for half a day. He was convinced that Mirabella’s soft heart would bring her to the hospital, arms laden with goodies. Instead, he was left watching the clock hands complete lap after lap… until 11 PM came and went. There was no shadow of Mirabella, not even a buzz from the phone.

Donald’s mustache practically bristled with indignation. “What kind of girl is she? Not an ounce of compassion!” Fuming, Donald fished out his phone and dialed Mirabella’s

number.

The phone rang off the hook until an automated voice signaled the call had gone unanswered. Donald mashed the end call button with a forceful thumb.

Just then, the silence of the hospital room was broken by a grumbling tummy. Donald looked down, feeling quite sorry for himself, and patted his belly.

He was so starving.

But then he thought, “If I’m asleep, I won’t feel hungry.” With that, he laid back down, pulled the blanket over himself, and closed his eyes, trying to sleep.

up, irritated. He glanced at the nightstand, where a lone apple remained in the fruit bowl – the last of four the nurse had brought

looking at that last apple made his teeth itch with acidity, and he mentally tallied a

this girl was proving to

his no–good, ungrateful son. Cold–blooded and heartless!

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The next day.

and reached for her phone to check the time, only

was greeted with

1/2

10:29

confusion; just last night, it

of bed, plugged her phone in to charge, and donned her school uniform before

didn’t bother with the phone again and walked out of her room, making her way downstairs.

day before, so only her parents and Zach were at the

three had been chatting

matter what, you have to go on that blind date this Saturday,” their mom insisted.

sip of her milk when she

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