I''m Worried About You


    After getting enough money for the surgery, Isabe was relieved temporarily. As long as the medical


    parole was approved, her father could have the operation outside the jail.


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    However, Tristan''s situation didn''t get better at all. Although he had woken up, he was unable to utter


    anything. Isabe and Diana took turns to look after him.


    Only when her parents were both fell asleep did Isabe have some time deal with her work.


    There were a lot of mails waiting for her to confirm.


    As she was browsing in her mailbox, she found a private email from Minh.


    After reading through the mail, she didn''t know whether tough or cry.


    Since she was too busy these days, she rarely picked up phone calls. This young man even thought of


    sending her an email.


    In the email, Minh asked when she would go back and how was her mother now. He even nned to


    visit them in the hospital with colleagues.


    Afraid that he would rallye, she got her phone and made him a call.


    Minh''s lively voice rang excitedly, "Miss Jones, you finally call me! I thought you''ve abandoned us."


    Isabeughed, "What’s wrong? Already miss me?"


    "Yes! I miss you so much that I even can''t sleep at night."


    "Aren’t you just too idle to grow moldy?"


    "No, not at all. Without you, our department still strictly requires ourselves." Minhughed loudly.


    He then asked, "Is your mother''ll really serious? When will youe back? "


    Isabe thought for a moment, then said: "Yeah It''s indeed a bit serious, but it''s not a big problem. it''s


    just that I may have other issues to deal with at home, so I might return a bitter."


    "A bit serious?" Minh became worried.


    "Don''t worry, not that serious. You just need to work hard over there ." Isabe pretended to be easy.


    Minh giggled: "I''m here alone without any families or friends. What about I go to hospital and help you


    after work? You''re pregnant now, and I''m worried about you."


    "Ah, there is no need!" Isabe rejected in a hurry. Then, she teased: "Hospital is a quiet ce, while


    you always make a noise. Do you really want to cause me more trouble?"


    "Miss Jones …" Minh boy dragged out her voice and said pitifully, "You hurt me by saying that. I


    thought I''ve already be your right hand."


    Isabe immediately gave an obsequious smile, "Yes, yes, but just for work. I can take care of myself in


    life."


    Minh then said seriously: "Are you sure you don''t want any help? Is it okay for you to do so much in


    such a condition? "


    "I''ve just been pregnant for a few months. It should be okay." Isabe said sincerely: "Thanks, Minh.


    Please tell everyone that it''s not a big deal. Don''t worry about me and I''ll be back very soon."


    "Oh, Alright." Minh dejectedly agreed.


    "Go back to your work. I won''t disturb you anymore." Isabe smiled and hung up.


    At that time, Standing by the window, Ming hung up the phone. The expression on his face slowly


    faded until it turned cold.


    A cool breeze blew in from the window. He looked at the headlines news on his phone screen. The


    smile on his face was no longer innocent, but rather sinister.


    [The first Judge of Brighton was now in aa in prison...]