At five o’clock in the afternoon, Starry took the pastries she had packed, changed her shoes, and went to the garage.
Izabe had asked her out for dinner this evening. It had rained the entire day. It was gloomy outside.
The traffic was bad because of the weather.
By the time Starry arrived at Izabe’spany, it was already six o’clock.
Today Izabe went out to interview. She came back at five o’clock to wait for Starry. She didn’t tidy the interview scripts.
As soon as Starry’s car stopped, Izabe ran over with her umbre. “It’s so cold today, Starry!”
Starry handed her a dry towel. “It’s raining.”
Izabe took the towel and nced at Starry, thinking about things online with thousands of questions in her mind.
But she didn’t want to ask at this time. She sighed, “How about eating Cheese hotpot today?”
“Okay.”
Starry smiled and handed her the pastries. “Hungry? I made some pastries in the morning.”
“Starry, that’s so sweet!”
Starry smiled and started driving.
Izabe asked Starry out for serious things. When the two arrived at the ce, Izabe pondered for a while. “Starry, would you ept interviews?”
Starry looked up at her, “Do you want to interview me?”
Izabe was a little embarrassed. “You see me through.”
She said, taking out the next interview list from her bag and handing it to Starry. “Don’t be stressed, I am just asking, you can say no if you don’t want it.”
Starry took a look at the list above, it looked like she was the easiest one for Izabe to interview.
But the Baxter family had so many connections. It was not impossible for Izabe to interview the two other people.
Starry had never been interviewed, and she didn’t want to set the precedent, “Sorry, Izabe, I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
Izabe didn’t mind. “I know, you’ve never shown your face before, let alone given an interview.”
Starry was really low-key. She had three popr books, if it were not for her divorce, no one would know that she was Starlight.
Izabe took back the list and changed the subject. “My brother asked me yesterday if I could bring him with me to dinner with you today, and he said that he wanted to talk to you about something.”
Izabe snorted, “What could he talk about other than the copyright of your new book!”
Starry smiled lightly.
Izabe talked about today’s interview. As they chatted, she tentatively asked, “Starry, what happened between you and Filip… It sounds unreal to me.”
Starry nced at her, “Sorry.”
“Oh, it’s fine. Of course, you can’t talk about this kind of thing everywhere!”
Izabe looked at Starry and found she looked calm. “Old Mrs. Pearson likes you a lot, she knows about it, I heard she faintedst night.”
Starry pursed her lips, “The olddy came to me this morning.”
“Didn’t she scold you?”
Starry smiled and shook her head, “Not really.”
Frances did scold her a bit, but out of good intention.
Izabe was a little unconvinced, but it was really not a good idea to continue to ask.
In the evening, Izabe had to go back to the magazine to sort out the interviews. So, after dinner, Starry sent Izabe back to thepany.
It had been raining all day. At the red light, Starry stopped the car. Her phone suddenly rang.
She raised an eyebrow and took the phone. Seeing the name, Starry was a little surprised. “Mr. Matthews?”
“Secretary Rees, I seem to have a fever, please get some medicine for me.”
Wyatt made the wrong call, but before Starry could speak again, he hung up.
Starry frowned slightly, and the green light lit up.
She put down her phone and drove home.
Her rtionship with Wyatt was not very good, but Wyatt had a fever and identally called her, and he seemed to feel unwell.
Starry grabbed the steering wheel tighter and thought for a moment. In the end, she put on her Bluetooth headset and called back.
“Hello?”
“Mr. Matthews, where do you live?”
“The Triumph, a1224, What about you, Secretary Rees?”
Hearing this, Starry knew that he was very sick. “I’ll send the medicine over soon.”
“Okay.”
Wyatt quickly hung up the phone.
Starry had to turn at the next intersection. The Triumph was in the opposite direction as where she lived, but not far from where she was at the moment.
There was a pharmacy just below the apartment. Starry bought the medicine and went upstairs.
The door opened. Wyatt was in a gray sweater, looking sick. Seeing Starry, he was a little surprised. “Ms. Bradley?”
“You made the wrong call, Mr. Matthews, this is the medicine for you.”
Wyatt frowned. “Sorry, I forgot that my secretary took two days off. I called him but he didn’t answer. Then I identally dialed your number, I am sorry to bother you.”
“It’s nothing.”
Starry said, handing over the medicine.
Wyatt took the medicine and took a step back. “Would you like toe in and have a seat? But I may not be a good host today.”
Starry shook her head. “Next time, Mr. Matthews, take some rest.”
“Okay, thanks.”
Starry said goodnight and then turned to leave.
Just a few steps away, Wyatt suddenly called out to her. “Ms. Bradley.”
“Yes?”
She looked back with a smile.
Wyatt looked at her beautiful eyes, “Could you please send me to the hospital?”
As he spoke, he handed the thermometer to Starry. “The fever is kind of serious. If you don’t have the time, I’ll ask my assistant to help, don’t worry.”
Starry nced at the thermometer. It was indeed a little bit too high.
“It’s raining, it’s a little cold outside, Mr. Matthews, put on an extrayer. I’ll wait for you here.”
“Thanks.”
Wyatt coughed, turned back to get a coat, and put on his shoes.
He was probably really ufortable because he didn’t speak much along the way.
Starry sent him to the nearest hospital. At this time of the day, they could only go to the emergency department.
There are many people in the small hall of the emergency department.
It wasn’t Wyatt’s turn until 9:30 a. m.
Wyatt was seriously sick. The doctor prescribed tworge bottles of drip for him.
Starry poured him a ss of water, “Mr. Matthews.”
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There were far fewer people in the infusion room. They sat by the wall. Starry didn’t notice it when Filip walked in.