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Justafter hangingup,thephonerangagainrelentlessly.
Filledwithdisgustandfrustration,Simonansweredthecall.“Hello?”
Holly’spanickedvoicecamethroughtheotherend.“Simon,whatshouldIdo?Thosepeoplearingaftermeforthedebt.They’redemandingthatIrepaythemoney!ButwhereamIsupposed togetthatkindofmoneyrightnow?”
Simonfrowned.“Who’schasingyoufordebt?”
Hollysaidinafranticvoice,“It’sallbecauseofthatlittlebitchKate!ShedemandedthatRuthandIreturnthemoneywetookfromher.540thousand!Howcouldwepossibleupwiththat?Wehadtoborrow
Simon’seyesfilledwithevenmoredisdain.Heremainedsilent,listeningtoHollycontinue,“Simon,canyoutransfer70thousandtome?Ineedtopayoffthesepeople.TheysaidifIdon’trepaythem<b>,</b>they’llmakemylifehell!”
Hollystartedcrying,overwhelmedbythethoughtof thedebtcollectors.Shewasontheverge ofbreakingdown.
Bang!
Therewasaloudbangingonthedoor,andHolly coveredhermouthinterror.She sobbedquietly,herbodytremblingasshelookedtowardthedoor.Loweringhervoice,shewhisperedtoSimon,“Simon…they’rehere.WhatshouldIdo?”
“AuntHolly,there’snothingIcandorightnow.YouknowthatlittlebitchKatekickedmeoutofLoweGroup.Idon’thaveanymoneyeither,soIreallycan’thelpyou,”Simonsaidcoldly,hangingupimmediatelyafter..
<i>Why</i>should<i>he</i>cleanupRuthandHolly’smess?Transfer70thousand<i>to</i><i>Holly</i><i>?</i>Notachance!Hisfundswerealreadyrunninglow,andeverypennyhadto<i>be</i><i>spent</i><i>wisely</i><i>.</i>
Hisowpanywasonthevergeofafinancialcrisis,therewasnowayhecouldspareany.moneyforHolly.
WhenHollycalledagain,Simonfeltfedupandblockedhernumber.Finally<b>,</b>somepeaceandquiet.
Squintingslightly,Simonirritablyggeddownataxianddisappearedintothetraffic.
Meanwhile,atSilverwoodHospital.
SinceEricwokeup,Katehadn’tgoneback<b>to</b>DavisonGroup.Shestayedatthehospital,keeping
acloseeyeonEric’smealsandapanyinghimduringhisrehabilitationexercises.
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tortureforhim<b>.</b>
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Afteranotherroundoffull–bodycheckups,Kateanxiouslyaskedthedoctor,“Doctor,howisRic’srecoverygoing?”
Thedoctorncedatherandrespectfullysaid,“Mr.Davisonhasalways beeningoodhealth,andhe’srecoveringwellsofar.Theimpactonhisbrainwasn’ttoosevere.Withsomemorerest,heshouldbefine.Asforhisarmandleg,ittakesahundreddaystohealbonesandtendons,sodon’trushit.”
Katefinallybreathed asighofrelief.Afterseeingthedoctorout,shesatbyEric’sbedsideandbeganpeelinganappleforhim.
Ericleanedbackagainstthebed,watchingKate’sactionswithunwaveringtendernessinhiseyes.
“Ric,here!”
KateslicedapieceofappleandbroughtittoEric’smouth.
Ericopenedhismouthslightly,bitingintothepieceofappleandchewingitslowly,hisgazeneverleavingKate.“Isitsweet?”Kateaskedexpectantly,quicklycuttingtheappleintosmallerpieces.
“Verysweet,”Erodded.HepickedupapieceofappleandheldituptoKate’smouth.Katepausedforamoment,thensmiledandleaneddowntobitetheapple.
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