Chapter 56
He Clings to Me Every Nigh
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That jerk is really disgusting!
Olivia Jenkins glared at Daniel Marshall with a cold gaze, âAlright, this is my responsibility, Iâll take good care of you.â
Marshallâs deep, dark eyes flashed, and his thin lips were pursed.
Suddenly, he was abruptly helped up by Jenkins.
âYour left leg is in a cast, and your right leg isnât damaged. Iâm holding you up now, so walk slowly.â
Daniel, relying completely on Jenkins, standing on one foot, was so annoyed that it seemed like fire would burst out of his eyes.
âTell me, how am I to walk with one leg? Do you think I can fly? Or maybe you want me to hop along?
âAh⦠so you canât fly! I thought you could do anything!â
Marshallâs look carried an ominous air, his countenance darkening.
His stern voice seemed as though it wanted to penetrate Jenkinsâ eardrums, âDonât try to provoke me; you might not like the outcomes.â
Jenkins curled her lip in disdain, âDonât you want to eat? Then youâd better listen to what the doctor says! Even if it means crawling, you need to get off the bed and move a little.â
Daniel furrowed his brow as he circled Jenkinsâ neck and shoulders with his left hand.
In an instant, it was as if Jenkins was cradled in his arms.
Marshall dropped all his weight onto Jenkins, âThen, Mrs. Marshall, would you please assist me in walking? Even if it means crawling, youâll have to carry me.â Jenkins glared at Marshall, annoyed.
His full weight was on her, it was a struggle for her to bear him, she was even at her limit.
To prevent being tipped over and tumbling to the floor by Daniel, Jenkins had to hold his waist and distribute some of the weight.
âDaniel Marshall, are you doing this on purpose?â Jenkinsâ rage, visible in her eyes, seemed capable of burning Marshall alive.
Danielâs face didnât change, but his thin lips opened slightly, âMrs. Marshallâs skin is so thick that even the earth is ashamed in comparison.â
âPeople like you, even wasps would keep their distance, thinking you stink.â âMrs. Marshall, do vou particularlv eniov holdinz me still like this? If vou want, just say it plainly. Why do you insist on beating around the bush, you really like to make things hard for yourself.â
Jenkins remained silent, squeezing Danielâs waist hard.
If it werenât for her own future, she wouldâve loved to kick the one leg he stands on and send him tumbling to his doom.
Feeling the sting from the pinch on his waist, Daniel furrowed his brows, staring at Jenkins with complex eyes.
Suddenly, Jenkins slapped the one leg Daniel was standing on, âTake a step. This leg of yours isnât injured.â
âI wonât be able to walk for sure, I can only shuffle slowly. You should let my right hand hold onto a crutch.â
âWouldnât it be better to just lie back on the bed?â
Daniel, lips pursed, a mysterious look in his eyes, placed both hands on
Jenkins, âIt feels better with Mrs. Marshall holding onto me when we walk. Come on, Mrs. Marshall!â
Jenkins, infuriated, snapped, âDaniel Marshall, thatâs enough!â
âNo way, I can neither walk nor go back.â Danielâs face was still close to Jenkinsâ, âYour scent smells good, like flower petals.â Angry and frustrated, Jenkins slapped Daniel hard.
âIf you donât let go of me, Iâm going to kill you!â
âThis is the outcome you wanted, itâs all your scheming, Mrs. Marshall. Iâm just playing along. â
âYouâre really heavy, if you donât let go, weâre both going to fall and youâll be crushed to death. No blaming me then.â
Daniel raised an eyebrow, mockingly looking at Jenkins, âEven if we were to fall, youâd be my cushion, itâs not a loss for me.â
Jenkins stopped wasting her breath, grabbing Danielâs waist tightly.
Suddenly, the door to the ward opened, and Adam Howard walked in carrying two bags.
Seeing Daniel and Jenkins in each otherâs arms, he blinked in surprise.
âSorry, I didnât see anything.â Saying this, Adam was about to leave.
Jenkins looked pitifully at Howard, âDonât go, come and help me..â