Clint too realized that he had misspoken, so he lowered his voice gradually.
Wesley glanced into the ward and said, âThere are a lot of matters left unsettled in the company. Iâll be with President Granger. Please go ahead if you need to head back to the company.â
Clint indeed had a lot on his plate. After all, Amos had been sick for half a month while he himself had been detained in the police station for so long. The man who had turned himself in had confessed to the crime, but until now, he still did not know what was going on.
He had a lot of work waiting for him to deal with, and he couldnât afford to stay here any longer.
âIâll leave first then. Call me if you need anything.â
After Clint left, Wesley closed his eyes and leaned back on the bench.
Every single expression of that woman flashed through his mind.
Each and every one of them had shown that she was not an ungrateful person.
Wesley couldnât forget that it was Eudora who had saved him at the critical moment. To some extent, Eudora was even important to him as compared to Amos.
He didnât believe it! He was convinced that there must be some misunderstanding in this matter.
However, this was not the time to look into this. Now that Juju had become like this, he had to prioritize her first. After all, he had promised Mrs. Granger that he would take good care of Miss Juju.
Wesley walked back to the ward and took a look at Juju.
Juju was no longer standing by the bedside. She was sitting on the couch next to her and she had taken out the things in her schoolbag and drawing something.
Wesley remained silent when he saw that she was so quiet. He went to check on Amos and make sure that his condition was stable. Only then did he walk over and sit next to Juju.
Wesley accompanied Juju for the entire afternoon. Even when the night fell, Juju refused to stop drawing.
At this moment, Wesley finally realized that something was off.
He hurriedly tried to find a topic to interrupt Jujuâs thinking.
âMiss Juju, do you still remember the tournament that we went to see this time? Did you see the shooting champion? I heard that he started shooting at a very young age, just like you!â
This had been Jujuâs favorite topic over the past few days. He had accompanied her to watch the tournament and the two of them had always been discussing this topic ever since.
However, it seemed to be useless this time.
Juju acted as though she didnât hear it at all and it seemed as though she had completely lost the desire to communicate with the outside world. Wesley racked his brain for another solution, but it was still met with failure.
In the end, he even tried to snatch the paper from Juju, but before he could even grab it, he noticed the despair in Jujuâs eyes.
That was not what a child should look like. Wesley was taken aback and he had no choice but to let go.
He felt that Juju might break down if he didnât let go at that moment, and he did not have the slightest idea to what extent the meltdown would be.
He composed his emotions before making a phone call to Charlie.
The moment he heard this, Charlie was possessed by an overwhelming vigilance.
âOh no, Miss Juju is turning out the way she was the last time. Sheâs sick again!â
It had not been long since Wesley started serving Amos, so he was unaware of Jujuâs previous episode, where she had refused to speak after going through a traumatic experience.
He became frightened after hearing what Charlie said.
âWhat should we do? Miss Juju doesnât care about anything now. She just keeps on drawing and refuses to rest. I couldnât seem to get to her at all!â
Charlie frowned and said, âMr. Granger was the only one who could comfort Miss Juju in the past!â
Wesley looked at Amos, who was lying on the bed, and said, âBut Mr. Granger still hasnât woke up!â
He really was in a bind now!
Wesley was flustered when Helen came into the ward. âWhatâs wrong? And whatâs wrong with Juju?â
Wesley didnât know much about coaxing and comforting children, so he had no choice but to tell Helen the truth.
âMiss Juju is in a bad mood!â
Helen walked over. âJuju, could you please tell me whatâs wrong with you?â
Juju paid no attention to her. She immediately turned around and walked towards the door. Wesley caught up with her hurriedly and said, âMiss Juju!â
Wesley turned around and looked at Helen. âIâm sorry, Iâll have to ask you to take care of Mr. Granger for a while. I need to check on Miss Juju.â
âPlease go ahead!â Helen said.
After Wesley left, Helen put down the document in her hand and stood by the bedside. The man on the bed was still in a coma, but it was only at this moment that she could stand so close to him.
Because he would fence off every woman as soon as he was awake, all for the sake of his wife.
Helen couldnât help but feel a little envious of Eudora.
At this moment, the man on the bed suddenly whispered, âEudora, Eudoraâ¦â
Helen hurried forward. âMr. Granger, are you awake? How do you feel?â
However, Amos didnât wake up at all. He was still in a dream, struggling with all his might.
âEudora, please donât go.â
Helen froze for a moment. Did Eudora leave? No wonder she didnât see her outside just now. But⦠why did she leave?
Mr. Granger had treated her so well. Why would she leave him when he needed her most?
Helen felt unjustified and she felt an urge to comfort Amos. Unexpectedly, Amos raised his hand just in time, as though he was trying to grab something.
His finger touched the back of Helenâs hand inadvertently.
His huge hands were dry but warm. Helenâs heart started thumping wildly, completely out of her control.
She admitted that she harbored a different feeling for Amos. When she saw Amos and Eudora together previously, although she was envious, she also knew that they were a match made in heaven and it was not something she could interfere in.
However, she didnât expect that Eudora would abandon Amos in such a situation. She felt that Amos did not deserve such terrible treatment!
After all, Amos was such a good man. No one in this world could compare to him.
Helenâs eyes suddenly fell on Amosâs big, dry hand. She couldnât take her eyes off him anymore.
Amos was still calling out Eudoraâs name in a low voice repeatedly.
âEudora, please donât go.â
Helen took a deep breath. With her heart about to leap out of her chest, she reached out quickly and grabbed Amosâs fingers.
This was the first time that she had such close contact with him. She felt as though fireworks were blooming in her sky.
She tried to make her voice sound more gentle, a little similar to Eudoraâs. She answered over and over again, âIâm here, I wonât leave you.â
After that, she bent down quietly and rested her head on his shoulder.
She pretended that he was calling her name.
Helen felt that she was the happiest person in the world at this moment.
At this moment, Doctor Leon opened the door behind her and came in. He was coming over to inspect Amosâ condition. As soon as he opened the door, he saw his daughter leaning on Amosâ shoulder intimately.
Doctor Leonâs expression darkened. He hurried over and pulled Helen away. âYou d*mn girl. Youâre out of your mind!â