Upon seeing this, Neera couldnât help but feel somewhat uneasy.
It wasnât that she was overly concerned about Wrenn, but as a doctor, she always felt uneasy witnessing patients suffer and their families tormented.
This was especially true when those two individuals were closely related to Jean.
In the past few days, she hadnât spoken to Wrenn, nor did she feel inclined to offer any comfort.
However, in that moment, she noticed that Wrennâs eyes were fixed intently on the door of the intensive care unit, never looking away. Wrennâs eyes were filled with hope, anticipation, and a deep sense of longing and worry.
Suddenly, Neera understood the depth of Wrennâs love for her husband.
Once upon a time, Wrenn had seemed nothing more than a harsh woman in her eyes.
A proud individual who looked down on everything and stubbornly held her own opinions.
At that moment, she found herself having a different opinion of the older woman.
Neera stood at the corner of the corridor for a long time before walking over and clearing her throat.
Upon hearing the sound, Wrenn turned her head in confusion.
âNeera, youâre here,â Wrenn said, flashing a subtle smile, standing up, and pointing to the seat next to her. âCome, have a seat.â
During this period, she had always been polite to Neera.
Neera felt a bit uncomfortable and responded lightly, âNo need.â
Wrennâs expression seemed to freeze for a moment. After a few seconds, she awkwardly nodded. âAll right, all rightâ¦â
Neera realized belatedly that her subconscious refusal had come across as too harsh.
After a moment of hesitation, she awkwardly explained, âIâll be leaving soon, so I wonât sit down.â
Wrenn appeared surprised that Neera would initiate a conversation, her expression somewhat delighted. âAll right. Do you have anything else to attend to?â
After asking a series of questions, Wrenn wore an embarrassed look on her face. âIâm sorry for the trouble Iâve caused you recently, and for making you tiredâ¦â
Neera found it somewhat grating, a slight frown creasing her brow as she interrupted, âItâs no trouble at all. The man lying there is Jeanâs biological father. His matters are my matters. I donât want him to worry.â
âWell, in any case, thank you,â Wrenn said awkwardly, her voice slightly lowered.
Wrennâs demeanor made Neera somewhat uncomfortable.
Enduring again and again, she didnât even know what she was thinking. The words just naturally slipped out of her mouth. âYou donât have to be so polite with me. Iâm used to the way you were before.
You donât need to act humbly just because I helped you. Jean would feel uncomfortable seeing that. Itâs best if we just converse normally.â
Ãpon hearing Neeraâs words, Wrenn was taken aback, staring at Neeraâs cold expression for quite some time.
Bitterness unfurled in the depths of Wrennâs heart, and she spoke slowly. âIâm not being humble, I just⦠want to make amends.â
Neera calmly responded, âThereâs no need. Whatâs done is done, and no one can change that. You donât need to overthink things now. Just take care of yourself. Mr. Frederic may be heartbroken if he learns how youâve been doing after waking up. Jean will also feel upset. Even if you donât do it for yourself, you should consider Jean and Mr. Frederic.â
Wrenn still had a bewildered look on her face, as if she didnât understand what Neera was trying to say.
Neera frowned deeply, her voice grave as she said, âYou sit here every day, unable to eat, barely sleeping, and youâre getting thinner and thinner. Have you ever considered how Jean feels? If Mr.
Frederic doesnât get better, do you plan to continue like this? Why canât you think about others for once? Jean is already busy enough. Do you really want to distract him further and add to his burdens?â
Although those words might sound harsh, they were effective.
Wrennâs expression showed a slight change, but she remained silent for a long time.
Neera crossed her arms, continuing in a cold voice, âYour body is your own. If you wear it down and collapse, no one else can bear that burden for you. When that time comes, itâs not just you who will suffer from illness, but your family will also be tormented. Mr. Frederic has already caused enough worry for everyone. If you insist on causing trouble at this time, I wonât stop you. However, if Jean collapses because of this, I will not forgive you.â
gaze held a Upon hearing those words, Wrenn suddenly stood up, her eyes blazing as she stared at Neera. Her thousand words, complex and hard to decipher.
However, in the end, she didnât say anything, her eyes just gradually turned red.
She didnât know how much time had passed. As she cried, she choked back her sobs and said, âI understand now. Thank you, I really appreciate it.â
She understood that Neera was advising her to take good care of herself.
In an instant, feelings of being touched and gratitude intertwined in Wrennâs heart. Thank goodness she is still willing to talk to me. Thankfully, I still have a chance to earn her forgivenessâ¦
Neera would rather watch her silently weep. It made her uncomfortable, yet she also felt a secret sigh of relief.
She awkwardly averted her gaze, speaking straightforwardly. âNo need to thank me. I didnât do this for you. As long as you understand that, itâs fine. There are medical staff watching over Mr. Fred eric. If anything happens, they will notify you promptly. If you plan to take care of him in the future, you should rest now. Iâve arranged a hospital room for you to rest in, not far from here.â
Wrenn nodded, expressing her gratitude once again. âThank you.â
Before leaving, she couldnât help but ask again, âNeera, about the heart matterâ¦â
Neera spoke the truth. âI havenât found it yet. Iâm still asking others to look for it.â
Wrenn bit her lip, nodding with a worried expression, and didnât ask anything further.
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