"Alright, I’ll ask your attending doctor. If he says you may leave, I’ll do it for you at once. Is that OK?"
Tassach gave in, nodding.
Mrs. Conduibh said to Gracie, "Gracie, you stay and take care of Tassach. I’ll go to his attending
doctor."
"Just go, Mrs. Conduibh. I’ll take good care of Tassach."
When Mrs. Conduibh walked away, Tassach ignored Gracie and left immediately.
Gracie rushed up to Tassach, stretched out her arms to stop him and stared at him in a stubborn but
injured way, saying, "Tassach, I’ve been taking care of you for the last month. Even so, you still can’t
forget that woman who keeps you at an arm’s length, can you?"
Tassach looked down at her, heaved a sigh and replied, "Gracie, you’re a good woman, and I’m
grateful that you’ve worked so hard looking after me, but we’re not right for each other. You’re an
amazing girl, and you can have whatever man you want. I don’t think it’s necessary for you to waste
your time on me."
It wasn’t the first time Tassach had said such harsh words to Gracie, so she just ignored it, took his arm
and changed the subject naturally. "I bought your favorite congee for you. Get back and have some, for
the sake of me, huh? I don’t think you’d be cruel enough to turn down an offer from a beautiful girl,
would you?"
Tassach looked deep into Gracie’s eyes, feeling helpless.
"Gracie, do yourself a favor. My heart is occupied by someone, and there’s no room left for anyone
else."
Gracie choked back the tears and said, "Tassach, I love you, and you can do nothing about it. I believe
you’ll fall in love with me sooner or later. I have faith in you. Let’s go. The congee is getting cold."
Tassach drew back his arm and muttered, "I can walk on my own."
Gracie looked at her empty hands, her lips curving into a bitter smile. However, staring at the lonely
back of Tassach’s in front of her, Gracie caught up with him at once and took his arm regardless.
"I’m cold, Tassach, and it makes me feel better when I hold your arm. Please let me hold you," Gracie
looked up and pleaded.
Tassach said nothing, but he didn’t pull back his arm either, acquiescing.
Gracie’s mood brightened up a little, and she said, "Thank you, Tassach! I appreciate that you haven’t
said I’m cheeky this time. I really love you. I can change myself for the sake of you, as long as you
want me to."
"Don’t bother. You’re just fine the way you are. If you change yourself, you’ll lose the character of your
own."
"But if I don’t, you won’t fall in love with a girl like me, will you?"
Tassach remained quiet, while Gracie’s heart sank. The two of them went silent.
"Let’s go," said Gracie, breaking the silence.
Tassach went back to his ward with Gracie. She put a bowl of congee in front of him, and he had it
quietly.
"Is it good?"
"Not bad."
"Then have another bowl if you like it! You’ve lost a lot of weight in the last month. I feel awful watching
you."
Tassach said nothing.
Gracie gazed lovingly at Tassach, who was having the congee silently, but this man would never give
any responses back to her in this relationship.
While Tassach was asleep in his bed, Gracie asked someone to check how Ophelia had been going
lately, and she received a text message half an hour later.
Gracie read the message, in which was Ophelia’s room number.
She asked her assistant to prepare some flowers and fruit for her, and the assistant came with them
soon.
Gracie took the flowers and fruit as her assistant asked kindly, "Miss King, is your friend sick?"
"Yes, a friend of mine. Thank you for bringing the flowers and fruit. I’ll pay you back later."
"They don’t cost much, Miss King, and you don’t need to pay me back."
"Well fine. You can go back now."
The assistant nodded, said goodbye to Gracie and left.
Gracie came to Ophelia’s ward with the flowers and fruit. Standing out of the ward, she knocked on the
door after hesitating for a long while.
The door was opened from inside, and the one showing up before Gracie was Madeleine. Meanwhile,
Madeleine was stunned to see the visitor outside the door.
"Here comes an honored guest, Miss King. What brings you here?" Madeleine taunted.
Gracie replied, "I heard that Ophelia had a car accident, so I came to see her. What? I’m not welcomed
here?"
"Technically speaking, I don’t welcome you, but after all, you’re our guest, and I can’t just kick you out,
can I?"
Madeleine opened the door wide and said, "Come on in, or people would think I’m picking on you."
Gracie edged past Madeleine and went into the ward.
A hint of surprise flashed across Ophelia’s eyes as she saw Gracie coming in, but she still got out of
bed carefully, which startled Madeleine.
"What are you doing, honey? You’re not well yet, and don’t worry me by doing something so
dangerous." Madeleine rushed up to Ophelia, helped her up and grumbled concernedly.
Ophelia replied, "I’m better now. You’re overreacting."
"Come on! Mr. Dixon told us everything when he checked on you yesterday. It’s true that you’re getting
well sooner than any other patient, but your ribs haven’t fully recovered yet. You’ll be the one to suffer if
you tear your wounds open. So, be a good girl and lie in your bed, and don’t make me worry!"
Ophelia got amused by what Madeleine said.
Gracie looked at them and sighed, "Seems that you’ve been taken good care of."
Ophelia pointed at the sofa aside and said, "Take a seat, Miss King."
Gracie put down the flowers and fruit in her hands and said, "I learned from Tassach that you had a car
accident. I thought you were almost dead, but now it turns out you’re still alive."
Even a serpent couldn’t have been more venomous than Gracie.
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