Female Novel
Chapter 157 What Is the Thing Called Love?
After a long while, Jane came back to life gradually and continued to finish her work. It was not until late in the evening that she was ready to leave her work and return home. As she walked out of the company, she thought of the call and then changed her destinationimmediately. She decided to take a look at Jimmy and confirm his condition. And incidentally, she was going to spy on Martha and see what she would do next. Also, she wanted to know if the relationship between Martha and Stefan would develop further. She drove to the hospital. All the way, she was absent-minded. She had worked with Martha for those years, thus she gradually had feelings for Martha and Jimmybecause they both treated her well and liked her... Yet she could not forget which side she was on, and what she ought to do. After half an hour, she reached the hospital. Scarcely had Jane reached the floor where Jimmy's ward was, when she saw Stefan standing aloneat the end of the corridor, his back betraying an air of melancholy. She disguised her surprise in her eyes, frowning slightly, and guessed that Mr. Harrison didn'tsucceed in the reunion between him and Jimmy. Jane walked to the ward and knocked at the door. With permission, she opened it and steppedinside. Holding Jimmy in Martha's arms, Jimmy patted him on his shoulder and said, "It's Jane." Jimmy loosened his grip slightly and turned to give Jane a sweet smile. "Hi, Jane." "Jimmy, how do you feel today?" Jane smiled back and stroked his head. Then she looked significantly at Martha. Martha knew what she was about to say. Stefan must stay outside and wait for them. She looked down at Jimmy, who was a bit sleepy. Afterall, he was only a child. He must be tired since he had experienced a lot today. Martha smiled resignedly and said in a very soft voice, "Jimmy, if you're tired, then lie down and
sleep. I will read you a story. OK?" Jimmy nodded and lay down obediently. After Martha tucked Jimmy in, she began to tell the story-"Later, the little soldier stole the king's key..." Some ten minutes passed rapidly. Before Martha finished the story, the little boy in the bed hadfallen asleep. Martha patted Jimmy's arm and looked up at Jane. "I gotta go out for a while." Jane nodded. Martha rubbed her neck, taking a deep breath, and then got out of the ward. ... In the corridor, Stefan was still there. The difference from the morning was that there was a telltalesmell of cigarettes around him. Martha frowned and subconsciously turned away to look at the clock on the wall. It was eight o'clock. He had been there for a whole day. Unexpectedly, Stefan would be as stubborn as a mule. Martha walked towards the man and stopped a few steps away from him. She said feebly, "Jimmyhas slept. You can leave." Stefan turned around to gaze at her. He looked depressed; there was no light in his eyes. Martha glanced at the place nearby his feet where there were a lot of butts. But she soon lookedaway and said casually, "I just received a notification from the court that Hollie will stand trialtomorrow afternoon." The man pressed his lips together without response. At that moment, he had forgotten Hollie. Instead, what Martha did for him when she still loved himoccupied his mind. She disliked his smoking and told him it was bad for his health. But now, even though she smelt the heavy smell of cigarettes and saw a mass of butts around him,novelbin
she didn't care about it anymore. He was choked but forced a hoarse voice asking her, "Do you still love me?" Martha ignored his expression and looked into the distance in a daze. "Such a question is meaningless." She loved him once. But it had been bygones. She had long forgotten what it meant to love. She would not get hurt if she didn't fall for anyone. A faint smile lifted the corners of her red lips. She shook her head and asked, "What is the thingcalled love? At that time, I was waiting for you to return to me. Is that called love?"