Jenny was looking at Stanley when he spoke, her gaze focused and gentle.
When she heard Stanley's last two sentences, tears were flashing in her eyes, with a trace of pity.
When a woman started to pity a man, it was the beginning of affection. But Jenny's pity for Stanley had
started a long time ago.
The kids Lester had chosen to adopt were mostly from humble families, and Jenny was also one of
them. But she felt sorry for a insightful man like Stanley.
Maybe it was destiny.
"I won't visit you often. Call me if you need anything."
Summer turned to look at Jenny again, "Or you can ask Jenny to call me."
Jenny froze for a short while before turning to Stanley.
Stanley moved his lips. "Alright."
"I'm leaving now." Summer stood up, her face cold.
Stanley turned to eye Jenny.
"Jenny, send Summer away for me."
He still called Summer by her first name, as if they were as close as before.
Summer was tender-hearted, but stubborn. She could forgive something, but not everything.
As expected, Jenny followed Stanley's order and walked Summer out.
Her injuries were less serious than Stanley's, but she was still a patient. And there were two bottles of
medicine hanging on the mobile IV pole beside her.
Summer refused. "No need. You should have a good rest."
But Jenny insisted on walking Summer out with the mobile pole.
Unable to stop Jenny, Summer remained silent and headed straight out.
After leaving the ward, Summer quickened her pace.
When she hurried out, the wheels of the movable IV pole behind her sounded faster. Jenny caught up
with her and followed closely behind Summer to talk to her.
"Ms. Summer, thank you."
Summer thought Jenny was thanking her for saving Stanley, so she replied without looking back, "I did
owe Stanley my life. This is what I should do. You don't need to thank me."
There was a moment of silence, but the sound of the wheels and footsteps were still audible. So Jenny
was still following Summer.
Just as Summer was wondering what Jenny was going to do, she heard Jenny's suppressed voice, "In
fact, he didn't want to live."
"He?" Summer turned around. "You mean Stanley?"
"Otherwise, how could Trevin knock him down?" Jenny let out a miserable smile.
That made sense.
Summer was surprised when she found out Trevin had taken Stanley down. But she didn't give it much
thought.
Summer didn't bother to ponder about it for anyone she didn't care about.
"Then why did he call me and ask me to save him?"
Jenny sized Summer up and commented suddenly, "You're so beautiful."
"It sounds like praise." Summer raised her eyebrows, her face expressionless.
A smile touched Jenny's lips. "You look just like Mr. Emerson when you put on that face."
Summer had never had such a peaceful conversation with Jenny, so she found it interesting and
started to talk with her seriously, "Sometimes husband and wife look alike."
"Here comes your elevator." Since Summer was standing behind her, Jenny glanced back and
reminded her.
Summer paused for a few seconds before turning around and entering the elevator. Jenny stood where
she was until the elevator door closed.
Staring at the decreasing number on the elevator, she recalled Summer's question.
"Then why did he call me and ask me to save him?"
Jenny had been with Stanley for so many years, so she naturally knew why Stanley called
Summer.
Summer was surprised when she found out Trevin had taken Stanley down. But she didn't give it much
thought.
Summer didn't bother to ponder about it for anyone she didn't care about.
"Then why did he call me and ask me to save him?"
Jenny sized Summer up and commented suddenly, "You're so beautiful."
"It sounds like praise." Summer raised her eyebrows, her face expressionless.
A smile touched Jenny's lips. "You look just like Mr. Emerson when you put on that face."
Summer had never had such a peaceful conversation with Jenny, so she found it interesting and
started to talk with her seriously, "Sometimes husband and wife look alike."
"Here comes your elevator." Since Summer was standing behind her, Jenny glanced back and
reminded her.
Summer paused for a few seconds before turning around and entering the elevator. Jenny stood where
she was until the elevator door closed.
Staring at the decreasing number on the elevator, she recalled Summer's question.
"Then why did he call me and ask me to save him?"
Jenny had been with Stanley for so many years, so she naturally knew why Stanley called
Summer.
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