Chapter 93

“I heard that you were hurt but when I called you, you…” Naomi didn’t get to finish her sentence.

“How did you know I was hurt?” Malcolm interrupted and stared at her. “Who told you that?”

His blue eyes darkened and he fixed his icy gaze on Naomi, which suffocated her.

Naomi panicked and hurriedly squeezed out a few tears. “You’re hurt. I’m just concerned about you and want to visit you.”

Malcolm was unmoved. “I’m asking you. How did you know I was hurt?”

Naomi seemed startled by his tone and was stunned on the spot.

She was contemplating the most favorable response in her mind. After a long while, she uttered cautiously, “Malcolm, I haven’t seen you for quite some time. You don’t even have time to visit me during Christmas. Also, you often don’t answer your phone…”

She continued, “I really miss you so I’ve been keeping an eye on your situation secretly. I didn’t know you were hurt yesterday, or I would have come to the hospital last night and stayed close to you.”

Malcolm was looking at Naomi silently. There was no trace of emotions. on his face.

Naomi clenched her fists quietly. She was so nervous that her palms were sweaty.

Malcolm was not easy to coax now, and his expressionless face made it difficult for her to predict his thoughts..

She’s terrified of someone like him.

026% 15:14 After a while, Malcolm calmed down and uttered in a quiet voice, “You’re pregnant. Don’t walk around like this in the future. I’m indeed busier as it’s year–end now. I have to attend more dinner parties too.”

Hearing that he was still willing to explain, Naomi silently breathed a sight of relief.

She thought that Malcolm had suspected her just now.

“Malcolm, how did you get hurt so badly?” Naomi asked cautiously, “Can you tell me?”

“It’s nothing. I’ve met with some accidents.” Malcolm stated indifferently, “It’s not serious. I will be discharged in a few days.”

Naomi turned around and poured him a glass of water. “Malcolm, I want to come to the hospital to look after you.” She conveyed her thoughts in anticipation.

“There’s no need,” Malcolm responded rapidly. “You’re pregnant. You should stay home and take care of your body. There are many people and germs in the hospital. Try not to come here again.”

Seeing Malcolm’s insistence, Naomi didn’t dare to go against his words. She could only pretend to obey them.

Malcolm sent Naomi away before she could stay longer. Then, he quickly looked for Saul. “Ask the two housekeepers to keep an eye on her. Don’t let her visit the hospital again.”

This was to prevent Tabitha from getting upset by Naomi’s appearance.

Saul replied respectfully, “Understood.”

He could roughly guess what Malcolm was thinking.

That day, when Tabitha was in trouble, it was obvious that Malcolm’s foot was injured. Nonetheless, he refused to hand Tabitha over to others. He MMM had endured the pain and carried her all the way.

‘Malcolm should be on the right path this time. As a professional 264% 15:14 subordinate, how can I let people like Naomi destroy their relationship. again?‘ Saul exclaimed inwardly.

Π Malcolm was able to stop Naomi from visiting the hospital but he couldn’t stop Emmantel.

Emmanuel was not as badly injured as Malcolm and could move around.

He visited Tabitha almost every day and each time he brought her a pot of succulents.

The succulents themselves were cute and he was willing to choose them carefully. Each pot was beautiful, which Tabitha especially liked.

When the doctor came to visit the ward, he saw the green plants on the balcony. He commented with a smile, “It’s good to have more green plants in the ward. Not only can they dispel the smell of disinfectant but also purify the air, making patients happy.”

Hearing this, Tabitha put two pots on the bedside table right away.

When Malcolm finally was able to get down from bed and came to Tabitha’s room, he found her holding a pot of stonecrop.

He looked a little unpleasant. “Tabitha, who gave you these plants?”

Saul actually gave him a report on Tabitha’s situation every day. He just was just asking the obvious.

Tabitha replied indifferently, “They’re from Emmanuel.”

As she was speaking, Emmanuel came over again, this time with a horse’s teeth succulent.

Tabitha liked it at first sight. She took it over and put it on the bedside MMM table together with other pots of plants.

LF 26% 15:14 “Malcolm, you’re looking good today.” Emmanuel greeted Malcolm with at smile. “Since you can move around now, I think you’ll recover very soon.”

“Thank you for your concern.” Despite thanking Emmanuel politely, Malcolm was actually gritting his teeth.

Since Emmanuel entered the room, he didn’t know if Tabitha had done it purposely or not but she had just been talking to Emmanuel only.

“This stonecrop doesn’t seem as green as it used to be. Did I not take good care of it?” asked Tabitha.

Emmanuel explained patiently, “The stonecrop loves sunshine. It’d be better if it’s under the sunlight all day. You can put it on the balcony during the day and let it receive sufficient rays. You can take it back inside. at night.”

“I see,” Tabitha replied.

Malcolm usually focused on running the company and never paid attention to such trivial matters. He couldn’t even join the conversation so he went back to his ward with a grim face.

Saul was called in again. As soon as he opened the door of the ward, he could clearly feel the cold and solemn atmosphere in the room.

His eyelids twitched while Saul asked respectfully, “Mr. Sinclair, what can I do for you?”

Instead of giving orders, Malcolm asked, “How many pots of plants are there in Tabitha’s ward?”

Saul saw Malcolm’s expressionless face and couldn’t guess what he was implying. He was a bit terrified. “It seems that there are… six pots?”

He only knew that Emmanuel would send Tabitha plants but he didn’t count the number of pots.

N 26% 15:14 Π Malcolm raised his chin slightly and instructed coldly, “Do something to make all those plants disappear.”

Saul was bereft of words.

‘I really don’t mind dealing with any difficult clients. Now that I’m on vacation, why does Mr. Sinclair give me such a tough task? It’s even tougher than my daily task!‘ Saul complained internally.