Just after sending Guinevere away, two more uninvited guests carne.
Henry did not like other people disturbing him. When he saw Weston and Xavier, his face remained
unchanged.
Both of them had outstanding appearances. When they passed through the corridor, there were quite a
few people probing their heads to look at them.
The young nurses blushed, especially when they saw Weston. A young nurse informed Henry
cautiously, “Mr. Moore, there are two gentlemen here to see
you.”
Seeing her red face, he suddenly thought of a person. She also blushed very easily.
She was apparently a bodyguard, but she would blush every time he teased her with just a few words.
She did not look like a person who could protect another person at all. He suddenly took some interest
in the young nurse and asked, “Do you think the two of them or I look better?”
The nurse did not expect him to ask such a question and froze in place. After a while, she actually
started thinking seriously. She looked at him, and then at the two men, whose handsomeness was
hardly seen even on television. Weston, especially, had a very powerful aura. She could not take her
eyes off him after taking a glance, but she dared not look him straight in the eyes. No matter when he
was always the center of attention.
As for Xavier, who was beside him, he was more like a popular male star. His gestures were so sweet
and friendly.
When he smiled at her, especially, the nurse would blush even more.
Just as she was about to say something, Henry waved his hand. “You can go out now.”
“Oh… okay.” She came to her senses and quickly left the room.
She closed the door to give them some privacy.
Henry glanced at the door and withdrew his eyes without any excitement left.
He felt that it was absolutely no fun.
She was not like her. If it was her, she might have blushed, but she would not stammer like the young
nurse.
After she left, he had indeed met quite a few people like her.
But the resemblance was very little; there were more differences than similarity.
They would resemble her in one way, but the rest would be totally different. Why couldn’t he meet
someone who was exactly like her? He found it very upsetting. And with that, he could not be bothered
with the two of them.
“What’s up?” He pushed his wheelchair on the balcony, ready to sunbathe. Weston had long been used
to his sickly appearance. Without saying anything, he sat on the sofa and started reading the
newspaper.
Xavier shook his head and went to the balcony, leaning against the railing next to him. He fished out a
pack of cigarettes and handed it to Henry.
“Want one?” Henry was too lazy to even look at him.
“I am a patient now. Do you think this is even appropriate?”
“You have a broken leg, not a broken mouth. Can’t you even smoke?” He was too lazy to talk to him
and simply closed his eyes, enjoying the sunshine.
“Do you really plan to stay in a wheelchair for the rest of your life?” Xavier was not very close to him.
But because he was Weston’s uncle, and he also knew the story and conflicts between these two
people, he somehow became familiar with him.
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