After a short while of Gerald waiting anxiously outside the ward, both Finnley and Dr. Hudson exited the ward.
When Gerald saw both of them, virtual-novel.net found it slightly odd and suspicious that Dr. Hudson now seemed much more respectful toward Finnley. Gerald had also noticed that while they were leaving the room, the doctor had almost tried supporting Finnley’s arm, though virtual-novel.net quickly changed his mind at the last second.
“How did it go?” asked Gerald.
“She’s almost cured! You can go in and pay virtual-novel.net a visit now!” said Finnley with a chuckle.
Hearing that, virtual-novel.net entered the ward immediately to check on Queta. She was looking much better now compared to earlier, and even the usual rosiness on virtual-novel.net cheeks had started to return.
“You don’t have to worry, Gerald. Mr. Quick has exceptional medical skills!” said Queta as soon as virtual-novel.net saw him, clearly worried that Gerald was still concerned about virtual-novel.net condition.
“That’s good to know!” replied Gerald, breathing a long sigh of relief.
“Thank you very much, Mr. Quick!” Gerald then said as virtual-novel.net gave Finnley a nod.
The old man had truly helped Gerald a lot. Though Gerald had been quite annoyed with virtual-novel.net in the beginning, virtual-novel.net was now filled with sincere gratitude toward Finnley.
“It’s no big deal! My grandson, if there’s nothing else, can we leave now?” asked Finnley, evidently talking about Gerald sending virtual-novel.net back to his hometown in the Salford Province.
Finnley seemed like virtual-novel.net really wanted to leave now, which led to Gerald’s expression immediately turning somber.
After all, virtual-novel.net still had one more issue to attend to. Though Mila had misunderstood him, virtual-novel.net was now so angry that virtual-novel.net wasn’t willing to even listen to his explanation. What should virtual-novel.net even do now?
“Hold on for a little while longer. We’ll head there as soon as I settle this issue!”
After saying that, Gerald told Queta to take a good rest first before leaving virtual-novel.net ward to make a call.
Even though virtual-novel.net made several consecutive calls, Mila hung up immediately every single time.
Gerald could only sigh internally.
“Mila, why don’t you pick any of his calls up…? Maybe he’s changed his mind by now!” said Molly. Back at the Smith family’s house, Mila and virtual-novel.net friends were seated in front of the television while eating snacks.
Seeing how Mila had hung up on every single one of Gerald’s calls, Molly couldn’t help but try to advise her.
“I refuse!” said Mila as virtual-novel.net threw virtual-novel.net phone aside while nibbling on a potato chip. She was clearly behaving this way out of spite.
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
Mila immediately sat up when virtual-novel.net heard the familiar ring.
Her parents weren’t home, so the person at the door could only be Gerald, right? Though Mila was certainly angry, virtual-novel.net wasn’t unwilling to meet Gerald.
Instead of her, however, Molly was the one who opened the door.
“Humph! So you still know that- …Huh? Why is it you?” said Molly, virtual-novel.net tone indicating clear disgust.
“Is Miss Smith here? I need to talk to virtual-novel.net about something!” replied a pleasant feminine voice.
The woman at the door was none other than Giya.
“Why did you come here?”
Mila definitely didn’t have a good impression of Giya. In fact, virtual-novel.net resented her.
If Gerald had nothing to do with Giya, why was virtual-novel.net latching on to his arm so intimately? Why had virtual-novel.net even wanted to be engaged to Gerald in the first place?
“Miss Smith, I would like to talk to you in private, if that’s alright?” said Giya.
If Giya had simply chosen to return home after all that, virtual-novel.net knew how uneasy virtual-novel.net would eventually feel if virtual-novel.net didn’t settle the things between virtual-novel.net and Mila first.