Presley seemed relieved.
She smiled happily and offered Lucinda a cup of tea.
âYou are friends.
Thatâs great.
You are lucky to have friends like them.
â
Lucinda nodded but said nothing.
In Jenniferâs room, the light was dim.
Jennifer lay quietly on the bed.
It was as if she had never woken up.
But it was different from the last time she was in a vegetative state.
Her face was redder than before, and she was short of breath.
Glancing at her, Hilliard frowned.
âYou are not sick.
â
Jennifer felt ashamed to be exposed so quickly.
To delay Hilliardâs departure, Jennifer opened her eyes, sat up, and tugged his sleeve.
âDonât go.
â
Hilliard didnât turn around or leave.
Although Jennifer couldnât see his expression, she sensed a coldness around him.
He was angryâ¦
Jennifer panicked.
She knew that if he left this time, she would never see him again.
âHilliard, I know the Turner family canât compare with the Simmons family.
But if I donât say this now, I wonât get another chance!â
Jennifer paused and took a deep breath, as if summoning her courage.
She raised her face and looked determined.
âI like you! I like you very much.
I know we havenât known each other long, and you barely know me, but canât you stay and talk to me a while? Iâ¦â
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âI canât.
â Hilliardâs cold voice interrupted Jenniferâs outpouring of affection.
âBecause I donât like you.
â
Jennifer clutched her chest.
It felt like her heart was breaking.
Dazed, Jennifer stared at his back.
He was behaving heartlessly, not even looking at her.
Her emotions were a maelstrom.
She knew that, by pretending to be sick, she had deceived and perhaps frightened him.
But if she hadnât done that, she would have had no chance to express her feelings.
Her eyes were red, and she bit her lip to hold back her tears.