Gwh arrived at the hospital and headed straight for Connor''s room. As she approached the door, she heard two voices inside, seemingly in the middle of an argument.
"Connor, you broke a rib, not your hands! You''re a grown man. Do I really have to cut up your fruit and feed it to you?"
Leonie felt like she was going crazy. The man was almost fully recovered and could walk on his own, yet he acted like aplete invalid. He''d lean on her for support, and when it was time to eat, he''d just open his mouth and wait to be fed.
Connor was engrossed in a game on his phone. "I''m a patient. Can''t you show a littlepassion? Besides, you know exactly how I ended up in this car crash. Gwh may be the one I''ve always admired, but she''s your aunt now. That makes you two family. She puts me in the hospital with a serious injury, and all they do is send you to look after me for a few days. Don''t act so reluctant."
He continued his rant while ying his game, and Leonie rolled her eyes. "Your injury is practically healed! Will it kill you to feed yourself? Are your hands only good for ying games?"
Connor finally looked up from his phone and gave Leonie a long, hard stare. "Who said that''s all I do? At least I don''t need your help in the bathroom anymore."
Leonie''s face flushed beet red. "You have the nerve to say that! You, a grown man, letting an unmarried young woman like me take care of you. You must be so proud."
Connor sized her up. "Unmarried young woman? You don''t act like one. The first day you were here, you practically stared a hole through me when I was changing my pants. Your eyes nearly popped out of your head, and you were practically drooling. Don''t you dare tell me you weren''t thinking about... things. That''s not something a properdy does."
He brought up that incident again, and Leonie was furious. "I was just curious, okay? Curious!"
It was true, she''d never seen one in person before—outside of certain movies, of course. And from her brief observation, Connor''s... equipment... didn''t quite measure up to what she''d seen on screen.
Her expression instantly turned to one of disdain. "What''s there to be proud of? It was so small..."
Connor''s game instantly lost its appeal. His eyes widened like saucers, as if he wanted to swallow her whole. The one word a man dreads most is "small And Leonie with her sharp tongue, had just blurted it out based on a single, misleading nce.
He seethed, "told you, that was its resting state. Have you ever even seen a real man? Do you have any idea what that means? If you keep talking nonsense, I swear Il show. you what a real man is capable of, and then it''ll be toote for tears."
Gwh, who had been standing at the door listening to this increasingly R-rated conversation, decided she''d heard enough. To save her ears from further corruption, she quickly knocked, alerting the bickering pair to her presence.
Sure enough, the sight of Gwh at the door made both Leonie and Connor freeze. The heated argument came to an abrupt halt, and the room was finally filled with the quiet calm appropriate for a hospital.
"Aunt Gwh, you''re back!" Leonie eximed, her eyes full of surprise and delight. Then, remembering where she was, she became
instantly wary. She subtly shifted her position,pletely blocking Conner''s line of sight to Gwh.
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Gwh, and with Connor sitting on the bed, she formed a perfect human shield.
Seeing Gwh, Connor put his phone down. "I came to see you." Then she lowered her voice and added, “And to see what''s really going on. Leonie told me you were here all day, but is it true you''ve been taking care of him this whole time?”
Leonie swore up and down. "I can promise you, Aunt Gwh, I''ve been looking after him for over a month now. Not that some people appreciate it.”
Connor overheard and was about to retort, but seeing Gwh there, he bit his tongue.
"Gwh? Or should I be calling you Mrs. Everhart now?" he asked, his tone shifting.