âDid your classmate drive you to the hospital?â Lyndon asked further.
âYes.
â
âWhich hospital are you at?â
âThe City Hospital.
â
Lyndon thought for a while and said, âIâll contact a doctor who is a friend of mine to check on you.
You can wait in the emergency department.
â
Tilda was taken aback.
She wanted to object that it wasnât necessary, but Lyndon had already ended the call.
Staring at her phone, Tilda surrendered herself to his decision.
Upon entering the hospital, she noticed Keanu in line at the registration desk.
Approaching him, she said, âNo need to register.
My husband arranged for me to go straight to the emergency department.
â
Keanu looked surprised.
âStraight to the emergency department?â
âYes, heâs arranging for a doctor who is his friend to come and check on me,â Tilda explained.
âI see.
â
Keanu thought to himself that her husband must be very powerful.
Yet he wasnât surprised, as Tilda herself also came from a wealthy family.
Her husband was clearly competent in many ways.
A hint of frustration appeared in Keanuâs eyes as he handed back her ID card.
Tilda and Keanu walked toward the emergency department.
Keanu glanced at Tildaâs slender figure and couldnât hold back his curiosity.
âTilda, is your husband good to you?â
Thinking of Lyndon, Tilda answered, âHeâs not bad.
â
Keanu gave a bitter smile.
âI guess so.
Someone as kind as you deserves to be treated well.
â
He wasnât sure why he asked.
Maybe he hoped that if her husband wasnât good to her, heâd still have a chance to win her heart.
Lowering her eyes slightly, Tilda remained silent, continuing towards the emergency department.
The sound of high-heeled shoes echoed as someone approached them.