A Beauty With Multiple Masks
After a moment of silent contemplation, Jared finally made up his mind. “Very well. I shall head home
now, Harvey. The exam‘s on Monday, so I‘ll have to revise for it.”
“Go ahead,” Harvey replied, waving his hand as Jared took his leave.
When he saw Carter still in the room, Harvey added, “You should go too. Isn‘t Rocher Private Hospital
planning to open a few other branches? Don‘t waste your time on a stubborn fellow like me when you
have more important matters to tend to.”
“Oh? But are you sure you‘ll go along with the hospital treatment?”
“Oh, for crying out loud, yes! Stop treating me like a child.”
“Fine,” Carter answered, feeling a lot more relieved. “Call me if you need anything. I‘ll go back to work
now.”
“Yes, hurry up and get lost. I want to get some rest.”
With that, Carter gave a quick nod and left.
Harvey closed his eyes, but his hearing remained alert to the sounds outside his ward.
When the sound of footsteps completely disappeared, Harvey‘s eyes shot open, only to land on the
wheelchair beside his bed.
I can‘t believe they even prepared a wheelchair for me. I had heart surgery, for goodness‘ sake! It‘s not
like my legs are gone.
Bristling with irritation, Harvey lightly pressed against his wound as he struggled to get out of bed.
After opening the door and making sure no one was looking, he hurried toward the staircase.
Even though it was only a short flight of steps, it took Harvey more than ten minutes to make his way
upstairs.
Arielle… I wonder which ward she‘s in.
Just as Harvey was about to knock on every door till he found the right one, Jordan‘s voice boomed out
from one of the wards. “Ah, I remember! The value of pi is 3.18! Isn‘t that right?”
Harvey‘s eyes lit up as he quickly walked toward the ward.
As expected, Arielle‘s voice rang out. “No, it‘s 3.14… Jordan, why don‘t you head home if you‘re bored? I
can stay here by myself.”
“No way. You‘re seriously ill, and Vin isn‘t around. If I leave, you‘d be all alone.”
Harvey‘s brow knitted into a frown after he heard Jordan‘s words.
Seriously ill? She did look rather pale when I saw her
the last time. What illness is she suffering from, though?
Harvey remained deep in thought when a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.
He whipped his head around and got the shock of his life when he realized it was Carter.
“Y–You—”
However, before he could get any more words out, Carter had covered his mouth. “Hush. Follow me
downstairs.”
Two minutes later, they were both back in Harvey‘s ward.
Carter looked on incredulously as Harvey climbed into bed. “You’re clearly still concerned about her, yet
you keep whining about not wanting her medicine. Harvey Jupiter, what‘s the matter with you?”
“I…” Harvey muttered, his face turning red as a tomato. “It‘s none of your business! Besides, you got it all
wrong! I wasn‘t showing concern. I was just curious!”
“Oh, yeah? If that were the case, you wouldn’t have dragged yourself upstairs in this condition. Arielle
fainted from overexertion, but she‘s free to leave after her IV drip.”
“Didn‘t I say I wasn‘t interested in her? Why are you telling me this?”
“Because you‘re still feeling weak! I can‘t have you wandering about in this condition,” Carter scolded.
Then he heaved a sigh. “Forget it. Do whatever you like. However, if you‘re keen on saving this
friendship, I‘d strongly advise you to talk it out with her.”
Harvey once again furrowed his brows. “I already said I‘m not interested! How many times must I repeat
myself? Why would I bother myself with a married woman? Just wait and see. I‘ll find myself a girlfriend
as soon as I get discharged!”
Carter said with a smirk, “That better be the case. All right, I have to get going now. Have a good rest.”
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