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."

clothes with a tissue, clearly a bit of a germaphobe - not uncommon

interest in probing further, muttering about her bad luck as

to help the old janitor clean

shards when the old

meticulously, checking my shoes and pants for any glass pieces before he continued on his

who truly care would go to

always meticulous, my dad used to say. Without his attention to detail, he wouldn't have made such a skilled

as cautious

janitor pushed his cart away, I called

paused for a moment but didn't stop,

chase after him this time, but I was sure this man

him, his appearance,

he was here for

the

swnofr

I didn't hang around long and

up, his spirits lifted slightly

Seeing his

bandaged my eyes welled

t belongs to

me, but

are you okay? Where does it

was on the verge of tears, but her presence somehow held them

emotional resilience so

shot her a look before

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