The Forgotten Girl Is Back For Revenge

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Chapter 197

Owen puffed up his cheeks, furious, to the point where he didn’t want to speak.

Hailey, unfazed, watched him with a smirk, tilting her head. “So, what do you want for dinner tonight?”

Owen said nothing, still sulking.

“How about beef, chicken, pumpkin soup, and some greens–well–balanced, you know?” Hailey patiently tried to appease him.

Owen barely glanced at her, muttering a reluctant, “Fine.”

Hailey stood up, smiling. “Alright, I’ll go prepare dinner.”

Immediately, Owen’s face darkened. “Why not just have someone else make it?”

Hailey laughed softly. “Mr. Calhoun, didn’t you say you wanted to eat food made by me? Why the change of heart?”

Owen grunted in irritation. “I don’t care. Right now, you’re staying here with me.”

“Well, then, your dinner’s not going to happen,” she teased.

“We can always order takeout,” Owen suggested nonchalantly, despite being someone who usually cared deeply about his diet.

Hailey chuckled. “Alright, I’ll stay a little longer. At three o’clock, I’ll go get dinner ready.”

Owen grudgingly agreed. He tossed the blanket aside, patted the space beside him on the bed, and raised an eyebrow. “Come here.”

Unable to resist, Hailey walked over.

And just like that, she nearly found herself caught up in something she hadn’t planned for.

Hailey flung the blanket off in frustration, storming off the bed.

Owen lay there, looking innocent, his fair skin glowing under the dim light. His eyes, glazed with desire, met hers, and his shirt was half undone, revealing a toned chest that was too tempting to ignore.

It was enough to make anyone blush just by looking.

Hailey opened the window, letting in the cool night air to clear her head.

Taking several deep breaths, she turned to face Owen. Her voice was sharp as she pointed at him. “The doctor said you can’t do anything too strenuous right now. Do you want your back to tear open again?”

She was on the verge of losing her patience.

Owen looked up at her with innocent eyes. “I didn’t mean to. I just couldn’t help myself.”

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Hailey held back a smile, her pale cheeks flushing slightly. She kept her tone serious as she replied, “Anyway, until you’re discharged, I refuse to get close to you.”

“Hailey,” he whined, his voice almost childish.

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out of food at home. I need to

a

left

in

the next several days, Owen didn’t see

she made were delivered by Richard, but Hailey herself never

Richard could barely

to Hailey from the hallway. “Miss Dalton, I really can’t take it anymore.

really that bad?” Hailey asked, her phone on speaker,

Dalton, please come quickly,” Richard pleaded.

I’ll come right

Owen, grinning. “Mr.

a hospital gown, long and lean, holding a thermos cup in his hands, nodded nonchalantly. “Yeah, it’s fine.

better go lie back down. If Miss Dalton figures it out, things

holding his thermos and swaggering back to his room.

from his forehead

earth am I dealing with my

at the hospital within half an

by the door. The moment Hailey arrived, he quickly stood up, his face full of relief. “Miss Dalton, you’re finally

eaten anything today?” Hailey asked, already

not sure if it’s because of his mood or something with his stomach, but the food you brought

her brows. “I’ll go

“Okay,” Richard said.

the door

was turned to her, eyes closed,

approached and gently placed her hand on

was normal–no fever.

his eyes, grabbing her hand

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clock. “We’re out of food at home. I need to go to the

a reluctant “fine.”

promptly left the room.

alone in the room,

days, Owen didn’t see

by Richard, but

just three days, Richard could

anymore.

to Hailey from the hallway. “Miss Dalton, I really can’t take it anymore.

asked, her phone on speaker, sounding

come quickly,”

I’ll come

Richard looked at Owen, grinning. “Mr. Calhoun, are you satisfied now?”

a hospital gown, long and lean, holding a thermos cup

go lie back down. If Miss Dalton figures it out, things could

his thermos and swaggering

of sweat from his forehead and

am I dealing with my

was back at the hospital within

stood up, his face full of relief. “Miss Dalton,

today?” Hailey

or something with his stomach, but the food you brought him–he hasn’t

“I’ll go

“Okay,” Richard said.

door open and