No One But You

Chapter 105 He Did Not Scold Me

"Not yet."

"Call him later." If he knew I'd nearly hurt his son, he'd probably nag me.

Calvin pushed me into the ward, and carried me to bed.

He settled me in and turned away.

I knew he was going to see Bonnie. He was really busy.

My examination report came out. There was nothing serious. I slept in the hospital for a night and I

discharged in the next day.

I heard from the nurse that she could be discharged directly. However, she wept for a long time and

said that she was going to die and she dragged others down.

"Is this kind of woman still popular?" the nurse asked me, “I feel she annoying."

"You're a woman and you don't understand." I gnawed fingernail and said to the nurse, “the man likes

this kind of person. Once she shed tears, he will erupt hormone."

"Do you cry a lot?"

"Me?" As I was thinking, the cool voice of Brooke sounded in the doorway.

"She's a heartless monster. She never cries."

Why was Samsie here? I hadn't called him yet!

He was a long way from the club on the hill. Did he come by rocket? Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

I shrunk my head and hid my face under the quilt.

The nurse walked out of the ward and closed the door.

Brooke went to my bedside and pulled my face out of the sheet. He said, "As soon as I left, you had an

accident."

"I don't want you go to the club so I did it on purpose." I tried to confuse him.

“Do you expect me to believe it?” He lifted the quilt off me. "Show me where you hit."

"I did not hit anywhere."

"Let me see."

"You're trying to take advantage of me?"

He violently lifted the back half of my dress and touched his cool hand lightly on the spot where I had

been hit, “Such a big piece."

I pulled down my clothes and was surprised when he came in and asked me about my back without

first asking him about the baby.

Shall I shed some tears of gratitude?

I thought he would scold me, but he didn't.

I couldn't sleep on my stomach and I had to sleep on my side, because the back was in pain.

I looked at the wall. Brooke came out of the room. I heard him quarreling with Calvin.

Both voices were subdued, but both were angry.

"Take care of your own woman, Josephine is your sister-in-law!"

“If you take good care of her, she won't go to the hospital.”

“Isn't Bonnie your sweetie? I heard that you left her in the banquet hall today and sent Josephine to the

hospital? Calvin, what are you thinking?"

I was distraught.

Yeah, wasn't Bonnie his sweetie? Why did he choose to send me to the hospital first and leave Bonnie

with an allergic reaction?

Even if they had called an ambulance, it wouldn't have made sense.

It made me pain in head of thinking about it. The two brothers quarreled for a while, and then Brooke

came in.

I felt him covering my bed, and I pretended to be asleep.

He might have gone outside to smoke in the hallway. His phone was on the bedside table, ringing

incessantly.

The noise killed me, so I had to pick it up. A woman's voice said, "Brooke, where have you been? I

can't find you."

Well, with such a soft voice, I suppose it was one of the girls at the nightclub they went to tonight.

I did not know whether I should speak, but the woman on the phone was anxious, “Brooke, people said

you don’t like me and ignore me!"

"Well." I could not help saying, "He is smoking outside."

The woman was scared and kept apologizing, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I dialed the wrong number."

"It's ok. I know you're looking for Brooke. He's out there. I will tell him you called.”

I was amiable, and the woman was stunned, “Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm his wife."

The woman suddenly began to cough up. Brooke walked in.

I immediately handed him the phone. "It's for you."

Then I put my hand on my head to watch the play, if only I had a handful of melon seeds, so that I

could watch while eating.

Brooke was calm, “Hello?"

Then he walked to the corner of the room and hung up after a while.

No fun! I wanted to see the play!

He put the phone on the bedside table, trying to explain.

I waved my hand. "It's okay, it's okay, life is too short, I don't mind."

“Don’t you?” He smiled coolly. "You seem to be the most generous Mrs. Knight ever."

"I dared not mind." I observed his countenance. Seeing that his expression was all right, I asked him,

"Is the girl procuress or the prostitute?"

"It's not the place you think it is." He interrupted my reverie, “It is a proper place."

"Oh, the proper place." I nodded understandingly.

There are men, women and wine. When they got drunk, would it be a proper place?

Brooke stayed in the hospital. I asked him about Bonnie's situation, he said, “When do you get

meddlesome?"

"Women are meddlesome, don’t you know that?"

No matter what I said, he just didn't tell me, "Go to bed early."

He lay fully clothed on the sofa, while I lay on the bed and looked sideways out of the window.

The moon was bright, orange, like a fried omelet.

I thought of food in every beautiful scene.

I did not know if Brooke was asleep, and if Bonnie had gone home.

But I always remembered the way she looked at me as Calvin pushed me out of the emergency room.

I felt like she considered me as an enemy.

I'd rather offend a villain than a woman.

Especially woman like Bonnie who liked to cry. I guessed if I was locked in a room with her, and she

would cover her face, crying, after she slapped me in the face.

There were many things I didn't understand, but I didn't know who to ask.

When Calvin took me to the hospital, he moved so much that he bumped his hand against the side of

the car door and scraped the skin. I saw it.

Calvin was always calm, seldom flustered.

But when he held me, his heart was beating fast and violently.

When he looked down at me, his eyes were holding a fine broken heartache.

I felt I was going to die in his eyes.

I lost sleep and looked out of the window at the orange moon at midnight.

I couldn't sleep at night. I wanted to get out of bed and drink water.

As I moved, Brooke woke up. He asked me, “What do you want?"

"Pee, do you want to help?"

"Are you sure?"

"I'm not sure. I want some water."

He turned on the light, got up and gave me some warm water.

I drank it all in one gulp and caught my breath.

Then I looked up at Brooke, and I thought I had something to discuss with him.

"I don't think Calvin has no feelings for me."