BookToReadChapter 97 Eric, oblivious to Teresa's distress, went to fetch another bowl of the bitter herbal medicine.
The sight and smell of the medicine triggered Teresa's nausea again. Fighting the urge to retch, she said, "Please bringssugar. I need it to wash away the taste." "So much trouble," Eric grumbled as he went into the kitchen.
Left alone with the bowl of medicine, Teresa felt a wave of misery wash over her. Was it the herbal remedy or her aching heart that made her feel worse? It was hard to tell.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe elevator doors slid open, and Tiffany found herself face-to-face with a very drunk Brianna.
Brianna was swaying on her feet as she sneered, "Well, Tiffany. Talk about enemies crossing paths, huh?" Tiffany tried to walk past, but Brianna grabbed her arm. "Why are you so annoying? You're everywhere. Tell me, who's the stalker here? You costmy job, and you even want to harassat home, huh?" Tiffany shook her off, her tone icy as she retorted, "I'm not stalking you. I have no interest in you. You moved here to spite me, but guess what? I don't live with my sister anymore. Your efforts were wasted." Brianna scoffed. "So, that's why I haven't seen you around. You got kicked out by your sister, huh? Back to your dorm room?" Drunk or not, Brianna's shoves were forceful, pushing Tiffany against the door.
"Brianna, have sdecency," Tiffany snapped, pushing her away. She turned and stormed out of the building. "Tiffany! You can't get rid ofthat easily!" Brianna's voice followed her.
Tiffany frowned and quickly walked out of the neighborhood.
The following morning, Tiffany rose early.
She grabbed a simple breakfast of soup and fruit near her college and hopped on the first bus to the hospital. Upon arriving, she realized she had no idea didn't knowe to find Anna. She her name, why she was hospitalized, or even which department she was in.
Despite this, Tiffany was determined to visit her.
She pulled out her phone and sent to Vincent. "Mr. Lewis, =ou tellwhich department Lewis Senior is in?" belongs to To her surprise, her phone rang less than a minute later.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWontent Seeing Vincent's name, she felt a flutter of nerves. After a few deep breaths, she answered, "Hello, Mr. Lewis."
Vincent's smooth, deep voice filled O. her ear. "Where are you?" he asked.
"I'm downstairs in Building B of the inpatient department." Tiffany M glanced around. "Stay there. I'm coming down." "Wait-" Tiffany started to say that he Could simply tell her the room et number, but the line went dead before she could finish.
Staring at her phone, Tiffany couldn't shake the feeling that Vincent M seemed unusually eager to see her.
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