Chapter 167

Chapter 167



Marilyn paused for a moment, then quickly explained, "Doctors are swamped these days, especially the surgeons. Your accent doesn't sound local. Are you here on vacation or for work?"

I was caught off guard by her initiating the conversation, but I decided to be upfront with her.

Lies have a way of unraveling; honesty is the best policy.

"Talbot is my uncle, and we're here for a collaboration between the Patterson Group and the Crawford family. My husband was probably injured on the construction site."

She nodded thoughtfully, "I see, so you're a Johnson as well."

"Do you happen to know..."

"Ouch!"

A familiar voice rang out as the janitor's cart overturned again.

This time, several bottles shattered, drenching Marilyn in their contents.

Her face immediately turned cold, tinged with a hint of disgust.

"Such carelessness could have hurt a patient!"

"We've told the hospital time and again not to rely on those who are past their prime. Honestly."

clearly a bit of a germaphobe - not

probably lost interest in probing further, muttering about her bad

behind to help the old janitor

up the shards when the old man stopped me. "Be careful

swept the floor meticulously, checking my shoes and pants for any glass

those who truly

was always meticulous, my dad used to say. Without his attention to detail, he

he was just as cautious removing plastic wrap from

his cart away, I

for a moment but

chase after him this time, but I was sure this

had changed him,

he was here

the truth

swnofr

I didn't hang around

woken up, his spirits lifted slightly at

Seeing his

and legs bandaged my eyes welled up with tears

t belongs to

smiled at me, but the

"Clyde, are you okay?

the verge of tears, but her presence somehow

my emotional resilience so low

look before

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