Chapter <b>138 </b>
“I–I’m sorry, Sean. I wasn’t paying attention <i>and </i>identally knocked over the ss<b>,</b>” Vivian stammered, her voice soft and pleading.
She quickly crouched down to pick up the shattered ss pieces.
Her <b>low</b>–cut dress left her cleavage exposed as she bent forward, right in Sean’s line of sight.
Annoyance shed in Sean’s eyes. He looked away, his voice growing cold.
“Get up. Go home. Now<b>.</b>”
Vivian hesitated, then reached out to pick up the shards with her bare hands–only to suddenly gasp in pain.
A bright red line appeared on her fingertip, and blood began to drip steadily onto the floor.
Weakly, she stood up, biting her lip. Her voice was pitiful.
“Sean… I cut myself. Could you take me to the hospital?”
Sean nced at the small wound,pletely unfazed.
<b>“</b>There are bandages and antiseptic in the cab. Take care of it yourself.”
“But… can’t you take me to the hospital? It really hurts.<b>” </b>
Sean’s lips curled into <b>a </b>cold, mocking smile.
“Oh? So you think the wound will magically heal on the way there?”
Vivian was rendered speechless.
<b>+25 </b>Bonus
The next morning, Mrs. Jasper Sr. tried calling Sean several times<b>, </b>but he didn’t answer. Frustrated, she eventually called his assistant, Sam.
<b>“</b>Is Sean busy<b>?</b><b>” </b>she asked, trying to keep her tone polite.
<b>Sam’s </b>voice was respectful.
<b>“</b>Mrs. Jasper Sr.<b>, </b>Mr. Jasper just finished a meeting.”
“Good. Hand him the phone<b>.</b><b>” </b>
Sam nced <b>at </b><b>Sean</b><b>, </b>who raised <b>an </b>eyebrow.
“Grandma<b>?</b><b>” </b><b>he </b>muttered.
Sam nodded and handed him <b>the </b>phone.
Mrs. Jasper Sr.’s voice softened.
“<b>Sean</b><b>, </b>Vivian’s really sick. She’s been hospitalized. <b>It’s </b>pretty serious. I’ll text you the hospital address and her <b>room </b>number<b>. </b>Could <b>you </b>find some time <b>to </b><b>go </b><b>see </b>her?”
<b>“</b>Grandma.<b>” </b><b>Sean’s </b><b>voice </b><b>was </b><b>cool</b><b>. </b>
“She’s sick—she <b>should </b><b>see </b><b>a </b>doctor<b>. </b><b>What </b><b>do </b><b>you </b>need me for? I’m not <b>a </b>doctor.<b>” </b>
Mrs. <b>Jasper </b>Sr. <b>took </b><b>a </b>breath<b>, </b>trying <b>to </b><b>keep </b>herposure<b>. </b>
“Just this <b>once</b><b>, </b><b>please</b>. No matter <b>what</b><b>, </b>she’s <b>your </b>sister. <b>Isn’t </b>it normal <b>to </b><b>visit </b><b>a </b><b>family </b>member who’s sick?
<b>“</b><b>Sean</b>, <b>about </b>the dinner the other night–I was wrong. I’m sorry<b>.</b><b>” </b>Her <b>voice </b>softened further<b>. </b>
<b>“</b>Vivian was in terrible <b>shape </b><b>yesterday</b><b>. </b>She was pale and <b>exhausted</b>. It broke my heart<b>. </b>She kept asking for <b>you</b>. Please<b>, </b><b>just </b><b>go </b>see her<b>. </b>For me<b>?</b><b>” </b>
At this <b>point</b><b>, </b><b>even </b>someone as stubborn as Mrs. Jasper Sr. <b>had </b>set aside her pride to apologize. And despite his frustration<b>, </b>Sean wasn’t heartless.
He sighed and <b>agreed </b>to <b>stop </b>by when he had time<b>. </b>
Sean walked into the hospital <b>ward </b>carrying <b>a </b>thermal <b>container </b><b>filled </b><b>with </b>nourishing soup, <b>specially </b>prepared <b>by </b>Mrs. Jasper Sr.’s request.
Inside, Vivian <by </b>on the <b>bed</b><b>, </b>an IV <b>drip </b>in her arm<b>, </b>her face pale and drawn. She looked genuinely sick.
Her eyes lit <b>up </b>the moment she saw him.
<b>“</b>Sean, you’re here<b>!</b><b>” </b>
<b>+25 </b>Bonus
<b>“</b>Yeah.” Sean <b>set </b>the container down on the table<b>. </b>
<b>“</b>What’s wrong? Is <b>it </b>serious<b>?</b><b>” </b>
“It’s the flu. It’s really bad. I don’t even have an appetite. I tried eating a little, but I ended up throwing up.”
“This <b>is </b>some nourishing soup Grandma had made for you.” Sean nodded toward the container.
Vivian nced at the container, then looked up at Sean with a hint of hesitation.
<b>“</b>Sean… my left hand has the IV, and my right hand got cut on ssst night. It’s hard for me to move. Could you<b>… </b>could you help feed me?”
Sean’s expression remained cold.
<b>“</b>Where’s the nurse?”
“She stepped out for a bit.”
Vivian had intentionally sent the nurse away after learning Sean wasing.
Sean simply nodded.
<b>“</b>I’ll call her back.”
Not wanting to push him further, Vivian stayed quiet.
Soon, the nurse returned, fed her the soup<b>, </b>and changed her IV. After the nurse finished, Sean stood up.
<b>“</b>I’m heading out. Get some rest.<b>” </b>
“Wait-“Vivian quickly reached out.
“Sean, could <b>you</b>… could you take me outside for some fresh air? <b>I’ve </b>been stuck in here all day.<b>” </b>
It wasn’t an unreasonable request. After a brief pause<b>, </b>Sean nodded.
<b>“</b>Fine. Let’s go.”
Vivian’s face brightened. She led the way out of the room, and as they walked, she nced back at him with a <b>soft </b>smile.
“I knew you still cared about me. Even with your busy schedule<b>, </b><b>you </b>still found time <b>to </b><b>visit </b>me and even brought me soup. That makes me really happy.<b>” </b>