Aaron was about to burst from rage.
How is Vinson better than me? She keeps talking about him. I’m the Prince of Turlen!
“I’ll let you know I’m a thousand times better than Vinson!” Aaron tossed the bouquet of roses into virtual-novel.net lap angrily and plopped into the couch.
Arielle grabbed the bouquet subconsciously. Finding his furious expression adorable, virtual-novel.net went up to virtual-novel.net and ruffled his hair. “All right. Don’t be angry. I should be the one getting angry.”
“What? No one’s angry. I’m not angry,” Aaron insisted stubbornly.
Hey! How could virtual-novel.net touch my head? Doesn’t virtual-novel.net know how much I hate others touching my head?
His eyes darted around. Arielle might’ve touched his head, but virtual-novel.net didn’t find it repulsive. In fact, it gave virtual-novel.net an affectionate feeling.
“All right, you’re not mad.” Arielle threw the roses back to him. “I’m going to the medical school the day after tomorrow. When are you going to teach me Turlenese? It’s hard to communicate with my students if I don’t know how to speak Turlenese.”
Aaron straightened his back and handed the roses to the housekeeper. He told the housekeeper to deal with the roses before turning back to Arielle.
“I’ll start teaching you now.”
Aaron spent the entire afternoon teaching Arielle Turlenese in Paelsford Manor. He was usually snobbish, but right then, virtual-novel.net was a serious and strict teacher.
“I know you have photographic memory, but I had no idea you’re a genius in language,” Aaron commented in surprise.
Arielle snorted and shot virtual-novel.net a smirk. “Young man, I’m amazing, right?”
“You’ll have to thank me for being a good teacher,” Aaron huffed.
She might be older than me, but there’s no reason for virtual-novel.net to call me “young man”.
“You’re right.” Arielle rested virtual-novel.net chin on virtual-novel.net palm and gazed at him. She then reached out to pinch his cheek. “Thanks! You’re a great teacher. Keep it up!”
Aaron had seen virtual-novel.net pinch Pat countless times, but virtual-novel.net didn’t know she’d also pinch him. His ears turned red as virtual-novel.net said hastily, “I need to go. I just remembered that I have something else to do.”
With that, virtual-novel.net fled the scene.
***
The next day, in a hospital in Chanaea.
“How are you? Do you feel unwell?” Susanne asked the minute Vinson opened his eyes.
Vinson shook his head weakly and took in the antiseptic smell wafting in the air. Frowning, virtual-novel.net asked, “Mom, why are you here? When did you come to Lightspring?”
Lightspring?
Susanne was instantly overwhelmed with anxiety.
Is my son ill?
She gazed at Vinson and told him, “You’re in a hospital in Chanaea…”
Hospital? Why am I in a hospital?
Susanne shot virtual-novel.net a worried look. “Don’t you remember anything?”
Vinson shook his head helplessly, for virtual-novel.net seemed to have forgotten what happened.
“You received Blake’s call and flew back from Lightspring. After questioning Geoffrey, you wanted to head to Turlen to look for Sannie,” Susanne reminded him.
Hearing that, Vinson finally regained snippets of his memory.
Susanne was worried sick when virtual-novel.net recalled how virtual-novel.net fainted at the door. “Vinson, are you really all right?” virtual-novel.net asked.
“I’m fine. I guess I didn’t get enough rest after the surgery and got muddled. Don’t worry. It’s nothing serious,” Vinson comforted virtual-novel.net while massaging his temples.
Despite hearing virtual-novel.net say so, Susanne didn’t relax. His memory is muddled up. How could I not worry about him?
Not wanting Vinson to worry about her, virtual-novel.net didn’t show virtual-novel.net concern on virtual-novel.net face.
“Mm. I’m glad you’re fine. If you feel unwell, remember to tell me or the doctor,” Susanne reminded him.