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Lillian’s mood sank instantly. “Oh… I see. Then let’s not bother her.”
Susan replied, “He probably won’t being by for the next few days”
From the way Madeline talked, that partner seemed incredibly important; she even threatened that if the deal fell through because of Lillian, she’d hold them ountable.
Now that Madeline had <b>said </b>that, Susan didn’t dare go looking for Ethan either.
When Lillian heard Ethan wouldn’t being for days, her face went stiff. “He won’t being for days?”
She was supposed to be discharged in three days: Ethan had promised her she could recover at Verdant Vi
Now they were saying he wouldn’t being to the hospital in the next few days. Could I still be discharged on time!
Susan nodded. “Yeah, he won’t <b>be </bing <b>for </b><b>several </b>days. Don’t call him these next couple of days either,”
<b>Madeline </b>wasn’t joking when she <b>got </b>mad; she was a <b>total </b>banshee.
As soon as she heard <b>Susan </b>say not to contact Ethan, Lillian looked over, eyes instantly welling up.
Susan couldn’t <b>stand </b>seeing her like that. “Don’t cry, okay? It’s just for a few days. That partnership really is important.”
If it weren’t<b>, </b>Madeline wouldn’t have blown up on her like <b>that</b>.
“Then can I still be discharged on time?”
Lillian’s voice trembled as she asked.
Susan <b>went </b>quiet. Discharged?
She thought of Ethan’s promise.
After a moment, Susan said, “Verdant Vi should already be arranged. I’ll make a call tomorrow morning and check. If he doesn’te, we’re still going to get you <b>discharged</b>.”
Susan knew Lillian wanted out of the hospital.
She hated the smell of disinfectant<b>; </b><b>she </b>wanted to recover at Verdant Vi instead.
Honestly, the air out there really was nice.
Hearing what Susan <b>said </b>made Lillian feel a little better. “I <b>wonder </b>if the curtains have been changed yet.”
They’d been talking about changing them <b>to </b>sunflowers–symbolizing renewal and health.
She just wanted to get better fast. The hospital smelled so strongly of disinfectant; she didn’t want to stay another minute.
<b>Susan </b>said. “They probably <b>have</b>.
Ethan was so thoughtful when it came to her; he <b>was </b>probably spending <b>these </b>days getting everything ready over there
“Don’t worry. Ethan only has you in his heart. Stop letting yourself get so down; it’s not good for your health.”
Thinking about <b>what </b>the specialists had told her, Susan couldn’t help but feel anxious.
<b>At </b>this point, she wasn’t even sure Lillian would be able to <b>pull </b>through this time.
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Before Lillian could finish, Susan cut her off immediately
Sometimes, that kind of instinct was the scariest thing
“The doctors said your condition’s been under control these past couple of days. Stop overth
Lillian looked at her with teary eyes. “Really?”
“Of course.”
Susan nodded firmly. That made Lillian feel a lot better
After finally getting Lillian to sleep. Susan stepped out into the hospital hallway to call Jonathan.
But he didn’t pick up. She tried several times, every call went to voicemail
What she didn’t know was that after Patrick called Jonathan to the office, he’d been stuck in meetings ever since. At three in the morning, he was still in the conference room
Susan nced at the closed hospital room door, heart heavy she felt like she didn’t have anyone to lean on
The meeting between Jonathan and Patrick didn’t end until after 7 AM
Both looked rough as they left the conference room and returned to the office. That’s when Patrick noticed the bruising on Jonathan’s face.
“What happened to your face!”
Caught off guard by the question, Jonathan’s expression darkened.
He instinctively touched his face; the moment his fingers brushed against it the throbbing pain made him suck in a sharp breath.
“Hit it <b>by </b>ident.”
“On both sides?” Patrick frowned.
That kind of bruising clearly wasn’t from just an ident.
Jonathan went silent. To exin the injury, he’d have to bring up Ste–d that call his mom had made before became into the office yesterday.
When Jonathan didn’t say anything. Patrick couldn’t be bothered to keep asking.
He rubbed his temples, clearly having a headache. “Don’t you think someone’s trying to screw-
Suddenly, a bunch of partners all wanted to terminate their <b>contracts</b>–some even cutting off resourcespletely
Jonathan frowned at him.
Patrick asked. “Could it be the Keene family?”
“It shouldn’t be the Keene family Ethan wouldn’t allow that,” Jonathan said without hesitation.
Even if the Keenes were <b>unhappy </b>with the Reeds, they wouldn’t make a move right now.