Rachel looked at the ward Carson pointed at, she became gloomy.
No one knew what was going through her mind.
"Let’s go," Roger reminded Rachel gently.
"Alright."
Rachel nodded and walked towards the ward.
Roger followed her, pushing Joey’s wheelchair.
Carson’s arms were placed over his chest.He was lost in thoughts for a while.
Just when he was about to say something, Joey spoke before him.
"Mr.Jimenez."
"Is anything the matter?" Roger asked.
He stopped and looked at the little boy.
Carson was not standing very far away.
As a result, Joey could see him from the corner of his eye.
He raised his eyebrows as if he was giving Carson a hint.
But after taking a quick glance at him, Joey turned his gaze elsewhere.
"Mr.Jimenez, I need to use the bathroom."
Rachel overheard what Joey was saying.
"How about I take you there?"
"No!" Joey replied in a very decisive tone.
There was a serious look on his face.
"Mommy, I am a boy."
There was a bathroom in Joey’s ward, so it wasn’t a problem for Rachel to take him to the bathroom.
But at that moment, they were no longer in the ward.
So it wouldn’t be appropriate for Rachel to take a boy to the ladies’ room, just like it wouldn’t be right for
her to take him to the men’s room.
In reaction to Joey’s words, Rachel looked at both men.
First, it was Roger, then her gaze fell on Carson.
She didn’t want to bother the former, Carson soon observed that she was staring at him.
Apparently, she wanted him to take Joey to the bathroom.
He coughed and refused to pay any attention to Rachel’s gaze.
After that, he took out his phone and turned around as if nothing had happened.
He managed to give Joey a thumbs up without Rachel noticing.
Then, Carson pretended like he was answering the phone.
"Hello, Mr.Ramos! I have read the plan you sent to me…"
While talking, he headed towards the nurses’ workstation.
But he wasn’t very good at acting.
The phone’s screen lit up while he was still holding it to his ear.
This implied that there was no call at all! Rachel saw what just happened clearly and understood that it
was all a sham.
"It’s okay.I will take Joey there.He is actually right.It is very embarrassing for a boy like him to be taken
to the bathroom by you." Roger smiled gently.
"Thank you very much," Rachel said to Roger.
But when he heard those words, they displeased him.
He thought that Rachel ought to have been closer to him than she was.
The past few days, they got along really well.
Both of them were always in one another’s company.
But for reasons best known to her, she still alienated him.
From the look of things, Rachel still didn’t love him.
Roger knew that it couldn’t be achieved rashly.
Still, he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about the night Rachel was standing outside the operating
room where Victor was operated on.
Notwithstanding, he and Joey headed towards the washroom.
After some time, Carson came back.
"Where is Joey?" he asked Rachel knowingly.
Rachel took a quick glance at the phone in his hand.
"Are you through with the phone call?"
"What?"
Carson followed Rachel’s sight and took a peek at his phone.
Then a smile appeared on his face.
"oh, I am through with it.I was left with no choice! My subordinates are too bad at making plans."
"Of course they are!" Rachel narrowed her eyes.
There was a fake smile on her face.
"You’re not very good at acting!"
When Carson realized that Rachel knew that he had pretended to answer the call only moments ago,
the smile on his face disappeared.
He touched the tip of his nose and coughed to ease the awkwardness of the situation.
"Don’t you want to go in?"
Rachel raised her head in order to look through the glass panel on the door.
This ward was a suite.
But from her point of view, only the living room could be seen, and it was empty.
She couldn’t see Victor, Rachel pushed the door open in no time and walked in.
"The doctor said Victor would lie in the bed for two months.He has to undergo half a year’s
rehabilitation training."
Carson’s voice came from behind her.
"He is in a stable condition now, except…"
"Get out of here!"
Victor’s voice interrupted Carson’s speech.
Rachel stopped and saw a man in a suit coming out of the room.He looked dejected.
There was a document in his hand.He ran into Rachel and Carson as soon as he came out.He was
stunned at first, then his face flushed.
"Mr.Scott!"
A work card hung around the man’s neck.
It was quite noticeable.He was an employee of the Sullivan Group and the director of the project
department.
There was no need asking about what just happened to him.
Rachel could tell from the man’s expression that the project plan had been denied by Victor.
He must have been driven out! Her attention was drawn to the name on the work card.
His surname was what really interested Rachel-Ramos.She turned to Carson.
When he looked back at her, she raised her eyebrows teasingly.
"Well, this is Troy.He works as a member of the Sullivan Group’s project department."
Carson knew exactly what she meant by just looking at her eyes.
He was at a loss for words.
There were so many surnames in the world.
But he had to choose Ramos.
Troy recognized who Rachel was.
He bowed and mentioned her name.
"Miss Bennet."
Rachel nodded her head slightly in response.
Troy’s forehead was covered with sweat.
Maybe Victor had given him the scare of his life! Nonetheless, he was still holding the document tightly
in his hand.
"Mr.Scott, Miss Bennet, I’m going back to the company."
Carson waved his hand and said, "Very well then.You should do that quickly."
Immediately he heard what Carson said, Troy went out of sight in a blink of an eye.
Rachel looked at the door ajar.
The space was enough for her to see that Victor was sitting against the head of the bed at that given
instant.
"His condition doesn’t seem as bad as you said.He is well and can work now."
She walked to the door and pushed it open.
Carson leaned against the door frame.
He didn’t follow Rachel in.
Victor was reading some document when he heard the noise.
But he didn’t raise his head and say coldly, "Get out."
Rachel cast her gaze on him.
Victor was in a hospital gown.
Rachel could still tell that his face was pale despite the fact that he lowered his head.
He frowned and looked rather indifferent.
If she wasn’t a hundred percent sure that she waited outside the operating room for more than seventy
hours half a month ago, Rachel would have thought that the man in front of her was fine.
She was so entranced that she walked towards the bed subconsciously.
"I asked you to go out, didn’t I?"
When Victor heard the footsteps, his frown intensified.
He looked up at the person who was walking towards him.
But instead of speaking in his usual cold and stiff tone, he said softly, "Rachel, you are here."
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