Chapter 152
Chapter 152
When | brought up the idea of being discharged with the nurse, Hogan was the first one to jump down my throat.
“Look at you, all sick and pale. You think you can get discharged?” His words were sharp as a tack, and his tone was colder than
a witch’s tit, “Cut the drama, Rainbow Capital isn’t picking up the tab for a partner who''s brought it all on herself.”
| mulled over what he meant and couldn''t help but feel ridiculously amusing. Then, | heard Cecilia persuade gently, “Xaviera,
Hogan’s just looking out for you. Your health is your bread and butter; you’ve gotta take care of yourself first, right?”
All | felt was that my temples were throbbing, and | lost all desire to even speak. How could these two brainiacs not get it? The
reason | didn’t want to stay in the hospital was to avoid seeing the two of
them at the same time!
But there they were, acting all butthurt as if | didn’t appreciate their good intentions. They really didn’t have a clue about the
social
graces.
Just when I was caught between a rock and a hard ce, bam! The door mmed open, and there stood Timothy, panting at the
doorway, his puppy—dog eyes filled with worry.
After his pretty eyes swept over me for a couple of seconds, he bee-lined it to my side and pointed at my ankle, “You forgot the
doctor’s orders? Wear socks, keep warm, why are you always so
hard—headed?”
Gone was his usual Mr. Nice Guy facade, reced by a tinge of
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sulk. That was the kind of imposing vibe that only the big shots had. Even if he looked young and usually approachable, in that
moment, he couldn''t hide his authority.
| was just about to exin when Cecilia butted in, “Mr. Temple sure is worried about you. Look, since Mr. Temple is here, why
don’t you stay in the hospital for him, Xaviera?”
Timothy did a double-take, looking at me, questioning, “You wanna leave?”
“Exactly.” Cecilia piped up again, all woebegone, “Hogan and | couldn’t talk her out of it. Mr. Temple, you have to convince her.”
| curled my fingers, my thoughts a hot mess. | had only one thought — got out, these two out of here this instant. | didn’t want to
see
them for another second.
Timothy, sensing my difort, asked, “You feeling okay?”
Before | could answer, Cecilia said, “Well, Hogan, since Mr. Temple is here, it seems we don’t need to stay tonight. What do you
say, Xaviera?”
| nced at the so-called innocent eyes of the young girl and then at Hogan, who was silently standing by, and managed a
lukewarm. reply, “Sure.”
Getting rid of Timothy would be a piece of cakepared to these
two.
But my response earned a snort from Hogan, “Ms. March’s ns are always so thoughiful.”
With that, he spun on his heel and left the room without a backward nce. Cecilia, taken aback, nced at me and then said,
“Well,
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Xaviera, you get some rest; we''lle to see you tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow? | muttered to myself, “please don’t. Thanks but no
thanks.”
| looked up only to see Timothy with a smile on his face.
“What''s up?”Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.
“Seems like | came just in time.” Timothy said, eyeing me and propping his chin, “Xaviera, do you know that | freaked out when |
heard from Shirley that you passed out? And now I’m being used as a handyman by you. Aren’t you gonna thank me properly?”
| knew this man was sharp, but he was even slicker than a fox. |
was worn out, managing a strained smile, “Sorry, I’m really out of options.”
“| knew something was off when | bumped into you at themercial street.” Timothy nced at me, saying, “But this Mr. Zade
is not quite the man the rumors make him out to be.”
“Oh? How so?”
“Word around Rivertown is that the Zade family has this icy man, who looks all ascetic but with wicked skills.” Timothy paused,
“but | think he’s missing a bit of gentlemanly charm. If it were me, | wouldn’t dream of giving you such a hard time.”
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