My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)
Chapter 1188

Culver was currently in Olsen Group in Greene City.

He stood by the window in his office, whereas Aaron was reporting to him on his work.

"For today's schedule, you'll have a meeting in the morning. Then, there's a charity event, and you have to visit the nursing home in the afternoon."

"Have you included a visit to the hospital in my itinerary?"

Aaron was confused, "Hospital? Are you injured?"

Only then did Culver come to his senses. He realized that he shouldn't have said those words.

"Forget it. Continue!"

Aaron was filled with curiosity, and he figured it out after thinking for a while.

Therefore, he took the initiative to explain the situation.

"Mr. Luther is still hospitalized, but there isn't a big problem."

Culver glanced at him, "That's none of my business." "Ah, I understand. What concerns you is Miss George. She's just fine, and she hasn't visited Mr. Luther in the past few days." Upon hearing about Naomi, he couldn't help smiling. With that being said, he rolled his eyes at Aaron at the next moment.

"Did I ask about her?"

Aaron was rendered speechless.

Uneasiness was written all over Culver's face in spite of his reluctance to admit it.

"No, you didn't ask me about her. I'm sorry for being too presumptuous," Aaron had to swallow his grievance and continue reporting about the arrangements.

"I'll deduct your bonus!"

Aaron was at a loss for words.

Not long after that, Aaron's phone rang.

He took a look at it. The call was from his subordinate, who had been ordered by him to keep a watchful eye on the situation in the hospital. The subordinate should be calling to report about the latest progress However, he was quite hesitant to pick up the call.

In the end, he decided not to answer it as he thought Culver was still irritated about the matter in the hospital.

After thinking for a while, he put his phone back into his pocket. Unexpectedly, in the next second, Culver said, "If you don't pick up the call, your bonus will be docked!"

Aaron's jaw dropped as he heard that.

He was clearly in a dilemma over how to deal with his capricious boss.

He had to answer the call in the end.

"Sir, in regards to Miss George, she-"

"It's working hours now. Who permitted you to talk about irrelevant affairs? I'll take away your bonus!"

Aaron was completely flummoxed.

He pondered, "You were the one who told me to answer it. After I did so, you forbade me from reporting it to you?"

He pursed his lips in frustration. He had made up his mind that he would not say anything else afterwards.

After a while, he thought he had finally come to an end of his report.

"Mr. Olsen, that's all with your schedule. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to make arrangements for the event in the afternoon." "Are you sure you've reported everything?"

Aaron checked the schedule in his hands again before he replied, "Yes, I'm very sure!"

"Your bonus will be-"

Before Culver could finish his sentence, Aaron had already started pleading with him.

"Sir, please don't do this to me!"

"Do you need me to repeat myself?"

Aaron felt wronged.

"I've indeed finished reporting the schedule, but not the matter in the hospital. Do you want to hear it?"

"I didn't say that I wanted to."

Aaron was rendered speechless.

He thought to himself, "I won't believe your words now, you're so deceitful! If I don't tell you, you'll surely deduct my bonus later."

Aaron gritted his teeth, mustered the courage, and told the news to Culver.

"Miss George went to the hospital to see Mr. Luther."

Upon hearing this, Culver, who had been composed just then, stood up and asked anxiously, "When?"

"When I answered the call just now."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You said you didn't want to

"Your bonus is gone!"

it."

Then, Culver instantly rushed out of the office.

Aaron was so exasperated that he almost pulled his hair out!

He resolved that in the future, he would treat everything related to Naomi as top priority.

Meanwhile, Naomi was standing in front of the door to Nelson's ward.

Although she hadn't paid him a visit in the past few days, she was aware of his state. After all, there was a loquacious person by her side. Emma would tell her all the events that had happened. Naomi almost couldn't stand her big mouth. Hence, she asked Emma.

Hence, she asked Emma, "Didn't he lie to you in the past? Why are you beginning to speak for him now?"

Emma pursed her lips and said, "Well, people change. Doubtlessly, he lied to me at that time, and I hated him so much."

"However, when I saw how he protected you, I can't help but sympathize with his misfortunes."

Naomi rolled her eyes at her, "You'll be easily cheated again if you behave like this."

"No, I won't! By the way, I've helped you replace out how he got out of the prison earlier. It turns out that he donated one of his kidneys for scientific research to make a requisition for a commutation of his sentence. He did so just to come out and see you!"

Naomi paused for a long time. She really couldn't believe it.

Emma added, "He was lucky though. There happened to be a significant breakthrough in that particular research, so that's why the commutation of his sentence was authorized."

Naomi took a deep breath.

"Perhaps he came out for other reasons."

"Then, tell me, why did he come all the way to Greene City and hang around in the place where you will normally appear every day?"

Naomi was stumped by her question, as Emma's words made sense.

"Anyway, I won't keep you any longer. I know that your mind is in turmoil right now. If I were you, I wouldn't be any better. However, remember, no matter what happened in the past, it has nothing to do with our current lives now. This time, he did save you. Thus, I think you should at least go and visit him to express your gratitude to him. I have prepared some gifts for him on behalf of you. You can just take them with you when you're going to visit him."

Naomi was grasping the gift bag in her hand while a nurse came near her.

"Excuse me, miss, are you here to visit the patient?"

Naomi was about to say 'no' when she heard Nelson's voice.

"Naomi, is that you?"

Naomi didn't answer him. She turned around and wanted to leave, but the nurse caught her attention with a sigh.

"This patient is really pitiful. Initially, I thought he was just suffering from a normal injury. However, after he was given a full body checkup, I found that his body has been in poor health. All of his test results were alarming, and none of his family members have visited him!"

What Emma said came to Naomi's mind, so she changed her mind, opened the door, and went into the ward.

Its me.

Nelson was lying on the bed, looking haggard.

Seeing Naomi come in, his eyes glittered with excitement. Then, he struggled to sit up.

"Naomi..." "Don't get up. I'm just here to visit you." Putting the gifts on the cabinet, Naomi moved half a step towards him.

He still sat up on the bed although Naomi had told him not to. After that, he rubbed his hair embarrassingly.

"I'm sorry for looking so untidy. I didn't know that you would come."

Then, there was an awkward silence in the ward. Therefore, Naomi took the initiative to speak.

"Do you want some water? I'll pour some for you."

Nelson didn't refuse her invitation.

"Thank you."

Naomi took a deep breath, turned around, poured a glass of water and put it on the bedside cabinet. She said, "I'm going to replace a straw for you."

"There's no need for that. Naomi, I'm very happy to see you! In the past, I—"

Naomi pursed her lips as she interrupted him, "Let bygones be bygones. I've already moved on, and you should also do the same. Now that you're out, why don't you think about the future? Find a job, start over, and don't follow me around anymore."

Hearing that, the sparkle in his eyes slowly faded away.

"Naomi, I know you won't forgive me. I don't yearn for much. All I hope is to meet up with you occasionally, and then I will be content."

Naomi was hesitating to say something when the door behind her was suddenly pushed open by someone.

"No, you won't be satisfied!"

Culver walked in from the doorway, panting. He was glaring hostilely towards Nelson.