Chapter 713



Cara wanted to make things difficult for Kallie, but Jake couldn’t tolerate Cara’s antics anymore. He had an idea of how to get rid of her, but first, he needed to regain control of the situation. “Enough, Cara,” Jake said firmly. His voice softened slightly. “Can you stop this? You trapped me in that elevator all night to get to her, and I haven’t even said a word about it.”

Cara’s eyes darted around. “I wasn’t behind the elevator mishap,” she lied.

Jake saw right through her. “Then how did you find out about the elevator mishap so quickly? And that I was stuck in it? You came here because you knew I was at the hospital, didn’t you?” Cara was speechless, caught in her own lie.

Jake sighed and gently took her hand. “I’m tired of fighting with you, Cara,” he said wearily. “Let’s just let the past be the past. I want to focus on the present. Just let it go. Let’s forget about last night, okay?”

Cara’s heart fluttered with hope. Although it seemed like Jake was defending Kallie, that was beside the point. Jake had just hinted at moving on and having a future together, marking the first time he had made such a declaration. Could this be the turning point she had been waiting for? Overcome with emotion, Cara squeezed his hand, a surge of optimism coursing through her.

“Jake,” Cara whispered his name, her voice quivering, her gaze filled with yearning.

Jake, masking his repulsion with a warm smile, leaned in and murmured into Cara’s ear, “I’ve reserved a table for us tomorrow night. Let’s leave Elma at home. We need to talk, just the two of us.”

A flush of excitement colored Cara’s cheeks as she nodded vigorously. It felt as though the life she had always envisioned was finally within her grasp. She had been waiting for this moment for so long, and now, it was unfolding before her.

Despite lingering doubts about Jake and Kallie’s encounter in the elevator the previous night, Cara brushed them aside. Securing Jake’s affection was all that mattered now. She could handle Kallie later.

Meanwhile, Kallie walked back into the ward, her thoughts swirling in disarray.

Elma was getting better. Her fever had subsided.

Upon arriving, Kallie immediately requested the nurse to move Calvin to a different ward. She knew if Cara saw Calvin and Elma together, trouble would follow.

In the midst of her tasks, Kallie’s eyes fell on Elma, who sat isolated on her hospital bed, a picture of sorrow.

Overcome with pity, Kallie approached and softly patted Elma on the head. “Your dad had a bit of an incident yesterday, but he’s downstairs now. Your mom’s here too, and they’ll both be up to see you soon.”

Elma hesitated and then took Kallie’s hand in hers. “I’m sorry for what I said yesterday. Please, don’t hold it against me.”

Kallie felt the warmth of Elma’s touch and was slow to release it. With a gentle smile, she replied, “It’s okay. I’m not upset. Just try not to be burdened by concerns. The doctor mentioned you need plenty of rest. If you’re feeling off, make sure to tell your parents, okay?”

Elma nodded, a silent promise to heed the advice.

At that moment, Calvin’s belongings were being gathered and moved out.

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