Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) -
Chapter 2168
Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2168
Despite her silence, she was also too embarrassed to voice her thoughts.
"Hmph, what's wrong with my age? Although I'm old, I'm still fully capable of providing care. Besides, you've heard Caiden. He's happier when I'm around," Delilah said as she patted her chest with pride. Immediately, the ward's atmosphere turned silent and awkward. The trio glanced at each other with a look of hesitation painted across their faces.
All of a sudden, a woman burst into the ward. "Caiden!" she cried out.
Why is she here? This is bad! Quickly, Caiden lay down and pulled the blankets over his body to cover himself.
"Caiden, what happened to you? Did you get into an accident? Is it painful? How is your body?" Noelle blabbered on in a string of endless questions. Her barrage of questions left Delilah dazed.
What sort of relationship did these two have? Caiden was fooling around with other women too? A glimmer of suspicion began to spark in Delilah's gaze.
"How are you feeling? Are you cold? I'll bring another blanket for you," Noelle fussed as she grabbed an extra blanket and tossed it over Caiden's body.
His expression contorted into one of discomfort as he coughed weakly.
Is she trying to smother me to death?
"It's alright, I'm fine. I just need to take a nap and rest," Caiden interjected hurriedly.
Hearing his words, Noelle made her way towards him and took a seat on the bed. Gently, she reached out her hand and ruffled his hair. In an attempt to avoid her touch, Caiden turned away and nearly tumbled off the bed.
"Caiden, I missed you so much..." Noelle whined petulantly.
It hasn't even been five minutes, but she had begun crying.
Seeing the scene before them, Caiden's visitors couldn't help but feel resigned. Delilah reached out her hand and tugged on Joan's sleeve to drag her outside. On the other hand, Noelle sprawled herself across the bed as she sobbed profusely. Her bold actions left him stunned and speechless.
"What are you crying about? You are going to scare everyone away," Caiden said impatiently.
"I'm scared! I was so happy to see you, but the sight of you on the hospital bed left me stricken with worry!" Noelle sobbed profusely.
She wasn't even the one who was involved in the accident. Why is she so fussing so much? Things would go downhill if she kept this up. She would drive Joan away with her continuous crying. "Stop crying. Can't you see that I'm perfectly fine?" Caiden snapped as he yanked the blankets away.
It was true that he had not suffered any grave injuries. All he needed was adequate rest to regain his body's health. Of course, there were still issues that he should not neglect during his period of recovery. "Caiden, how do you feel right now? Are you feeling better? I'll call for the doctor," she said and prepared to leave the ward.
"Ah, I'm fine. I was in great spirits before you came," Caiden replied.
Caiden wielded no fear about provoking Noelle's anger with his blunt statement. After all, Noelle could never understand the true meaning behind his words.
"Then, what should I do for you? I wish to help," Noelle rubbed her tears and asked with a sad tone.
Good heavens! Helplessly, Caiden buried his face in his hands.
Her departure would be the greatest help that he could receive. Yet, he was too shy to drive her away.
After all, she had visited him out of a place of genuine concern. It'd be rude to drive her away.
"Noelle, why don't you relax? Joan has done a very good job of taking care of me. There are no other problems. Don't you have other matters to settle? I've seen your hectic schedule. Why don't you head home first? I don't want to delay your work. We can talk on another day..." Caiden asked softly. There was a bright gleam of hope in his eyes as he spoke. He prayed that the woman before him would say yes. Yet, his wish was not granted.
"I've requested half a month of leave before I came here. Caiden, I am taking the leave in order to take care of you!" Noelle blurted out in response.
What? Caiden felt as if his head was about to explode.
What sort of excuse is this? She might as well kill me!
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