When Love Comes Late
Chapter 1341

Benny’s recovery had progressed remarkably.

Satisfied with his condition, the doctor advised, “You’re free to leave the hospital now.

Just remember, take it easy once you’re home.

Don’t hasten the rehabilitation; your body needs time to regain its strength.

”

“Thank you, Doctor,” Flossie responded with a relieved smile, grateful for the positive news.

As the doctor departed, Flossie returned to the ward and began packing.

“I’ve found a nice apartment for us.

It’ll be our haven once you’re discharged.

”

“Okay,” Benny replied with his usual indifference, a demeanor Flossie had grown accustomed to over time.

Completing the discharge formalities, Flossie wheeled a chair over.

“Even though you can walk now, the doctor recommended not rushing things.

It’s safer to use the wheelchair.

”

“No, thanks,” Benny declined, attempting to stand with the support of the bed.

Understanding his stubbornness, Flossie let him be, placing the wheelchair aside.

She approached him, offering her support.

Benny’s gaze fell on her hand, and she, too, noticed it.

Flossie instinctively tightened her grip on his hand, a subconscious fear lingering that he might resist her touch.

To her surprise, Benny said nothing, allowing her to assist him.

Relief washed over Flossie, though she kept it hidden within.

At the hospital entrance, a taxi awaited their arrival.

With gentle assistance, she guided Benny into the car before settling in beside him.

Before they reached their destination, the sky darkened with ominous clouds looming overhead.

Suddenly, bean-sized raindrops pelted the windows, and within moments, a torrential downpour engulfed the surroundings as if the heavens had opened up.

The taxi driver, perturbed by the unpredictable weather, lamented, “Rain again.

Quite heavy.

I’m concerned we might encounter a traffic jam ahead.

”

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A hushed silence settled between Flossie and Benny.

Both stared out the window in quiet contemplation.

Abruptly, the car came to a halt.

Flossie suspected a traffic jam, but scanning the road revealed no cars in sight.

“Is something wrong, Sir?” she inquired softly.

Attempting to restart the car, the driver admitted, “It seems we’ve got a breakdown.

Miss, could your boyfriend lend a hand and help push the car?”

Flossie hesitated.

Considering Benny’s still-recovering legs, how could he assist?

As the rain intensified, the urgency to resolve the situation grew.

If the car remained stalled, they would be trapped.

“I’ll assist.

He’s still in recovery.

” Flossie swiftly opened the door and exited the vehicle.

She moved with such swiftness that Benny had no chance to intervene.