âCome in.â The noise coming from behind the door caught Victorâs attention. When he glanced at it, he saw the little boy. Without a single trace of embarrassment on his face, Joey withdrew his hand from the door and walked in.
"Hello, Miss Salazar,â he greeted Susan with a smile.
Because of Joeyâs sudden appearance, Susan wasnât able to finish what she was saying. She looked at the young boyâs innocent face, not knowing what to feel or say.
âHi, little boy. We met again.â Left with no other choice, Susan forced a smile.
Joey looked at Victor and then at Susan who had tears in her eyes. âHave I interrupted you? Iâm sorry, Miss Salazar. I didnât know you were here.â
If Susan didnât see the slyness in Joeyâs eyes, she would have believed that he was just an ordinary little boy.
It was not as if Joey was trying to hide the cunning look in his eyes. He wasnât afraid to get caught by Susan, who now figured out that he barged in on purpose. That was right. Joey knew that Susan was in the room with Victor. She thought he might have heard their conversation and deliberately knocked on the door at a critical time.
âYou donât have to apologize to her.â Victor said before Susan could react. âWeâre done talking.â
From the sound of it, Victor wasnât bothered by the interruption at all.
At this time, Susanâs anger began to creep in. âVictor, heâ¦â
What she wanted to say was that Joey deliberately interrupted them, but she stopped when Victor cast a cold glance at her.Her heart skipped a beat, and she smiled with self mockery. What should she say?
Should she say that Joey was lying? That he barged in on purpose and that he was not as simple and naive as he looked like at all? If she said so, what would happen? Would Victor believe her? Of course not.
No one would believe her words, because Joey was just a child. Besides, Susan had no evidence. And even if she had, it was ridiculous for an adult to argue with a child. Everyone would surely laugh at her.
Susan was never a naive woman. She knew everything, which was why she didnât want to give up so easily.
âI⦠Iâm leaving now.â After saying that, Susan turned around and left the ward in a hurry.
Outside the ward, Susan rested her back against the wall. She bit her lower lip hard until she tasted metal in her mouth. While she was in the middle of self-loathing, a glass of water appeared in front of her.
Tears were blurring her eyes, but Susan raised her head to see who the person holding the glass of water was. âDr. Turner.â
âDrink some water to warm yourself up,â Dr. Turner said softly as he handed the glass of water to her.
âThank you.â Not wanting to be seen in such a weak state, Susan quickly calmed herself down and took the glass of water. But the warm water wasnât enough to wash away Victorâs cold and ruthless look that was lingering in her mind.
With his hands in his pockets, Dr. Turner looked down at Susan, who was a few inches shorter than him. âMiss Salazar.â
A hint of hesitation was evident in his tone. âRegarding what you asked me the last time we met⦠I can help you.â
Hearing this, Susan looked up at him with an unreadable expression.
âHow long have you been standing at the door?â
In the ward, Victor finally told Joey that he knew the truth.
Yes, Victor knew that he interrupted them on purpose. After all, Susan had just finished speaking and was waiting for his answer at that time, But because he didnât want to talk to Susan anymore, he pretended that he knew nothing.
âHow did you knowâ¦â Joeyâs eyes widened in fear upon realizing that he had exposed himself even though he thought he had hidden himself well.
âDid Carson take you here again? What are you doing here?â It wasnât a big deal, so Victor changed the topic right away.
For some reason, Joey felt guiltier when Victor didnât scold him. He shook his head and replied, âNo.
Lukas asked someone else to drive me here. I wasnât eavesdropping. I heard your conversation by accident.â