Melissa cast her gaze downward and uttered, âThere are still six days until next Friday.
â
Suddenly, a sense of bewilderment swept over Melissa.
Should Marcus truly venture abroad, would he remain within her sight?
Could a new romance blossom in a year or two?
Such scenarios were plausible.
In fact, Melissa was well aware of Marcusâ privileged background and handsome allure.
Given his willingness, he could easily attract any woman, but Melissa believed she fell short.
Regardless of how Marcus treated her, Melissa was prepared to endure it; all she sought was an opportunity.
Sylvia showed kindness to Melissa.
Placing a tray before Melissa, Sylvia spoke with gentleness.
âIndulge in some light fare for now; richer delights can grace your palate in a couple of days.
The doctor noted your malnourished state.
â
Being a mother herself and exhibiting maternal concern, Sylvia remarked, âEven if you harbor aspirations for Mr.
Fowler, prioritize self-care.
A well-nurtured woman is universally appealing.
â
Gratefully, Melissa accepted the tray and nodded, expressing her thanks to Sylvia.
Observing Melissa partake in her meal, Sylvia sighed in relief.
âTake as much time as you need.
Thereâs a caregiver stationed outside; summon her for any requirements.
I have pressing matters at the company, but Iâll visit you tomorrow.
â
As Melissa rose, intending to escort Sylvia out, Sylvia intervened, âNo need.
Your recovery takes
precedence.
Focus on recuperating.
Iâm taking my leave now.
â
Once more, Melissa expressed her gratitude to Sylvia in a hushed tone.
Following Sylviaâs departure, Melissa bowed her head, savoring the five-star hotelâs culinary creation.
Despite the discomfort in her stomach, she consumed a substantial portion of the food.
After eating, Melissa entered a brief reverie.
Reflecting, she recalled Marcus as the one who transported her to the hospital.
Despite his anger, he lingered by her side.
Did this suggest a lingering soft spot for her?
Following a moment of contemplation, Melissa grabbed the phone and dialed Marcusâ number.
A beep emitted from her phone, momentarily leaving her bewildered.
After an extended pause, she dialed him once more.
Upon answering, he adopted an icy tone.
âWhatâs the matter? If itâs not urgent, spare me further calls.
â
A pang of pain gripped Melissaâs heart.
She bit her lip and uttered, âI appreciate you bringing me to the hospital.
â
His response was devoid of emotion.
He stated, âI would do the same for even a stranger.
No gratitude is necessary.