Female Novel
Chapter 143
She turned to look at Maxwell, who sat there with an air of entitlement. For a moment. she had no clue what he was up to. “The doctor said thebleeding has stopped. You'd recover faster at home.”
This place is nothing like those posh private hospitals decked out like five-star hotel rooms. The Templeton family have private doctors and servants.It would certainly be more conducive to recovery than the noisy, bustling public hospital.
Maxwell looked at her, a casual smirk playing at the corners of his eyes, “Who knows if the bleeding might start again? My place is in such a remotearea, and at night there's not a soul around. What if I pass out from blood loss? I'd be a goner, right?"
Rosemary glared at him, gritting her teeth, “What the heck do you want?“What if I faint because of excessive blood loss...”Before Maxwell could finish, Rosemary turned to the doctor, “Doctor, let's get him admitted, please.”
Thankfully, it was not a famous top-tier hospital, so the hospitalization process went smoothly.
The ward was on the fifth floor, a one-meter single bed with blue sheets that had gone a bit white from too many washes, and same stubborn stainscouldn't be removed.
Rosemary thought Maxwell would turn his nose up at it. After all, a silver spooner like him, who's had nothing but the best since day one, might be abit of a clean freak. You could tell by the spotless standards at Meadowlark Retreat.
But Maxwell just took a glance and then took off his shoes, laying down on the bed composedly.
After grabbing some toiletries from the supermarket downstairs, Rosemary hit the shower, gave her blood-stained clothes a quick fix, and then toldMaxwell, “I've left a towel in there for you. You can go in and wash.”Maxwell, whe had been feigning sleep, cracked open an eye at her words, “It hurts, I don’t want to move.”His nose looked pretty swollen at that point. and the dried blood on his face made him look a sorry sight.
It was only noon, but Rosemary hadn't slept much the night before and was struggling to keep her eyes open. Seeing that he wouldn't go, shedecided to leave him be. After all, it was not her who was dirty.
Maxwell watched her from under half-lidded eyes, lying on the bed. He waited until he was sure she was settled in for the long haul before he calledout, “Rosemary...”
His voice went somewhat louder.
It had only been a few minutes since Rosemary hit the sack, and she was already on the edge of deep sleep when she heard him. She managed aperfunctory hum.
Maxwell frowned, his nose to his forehead, and even his temples started throbbing. He ordered stiffly, “Fetch some water and help me wash up.”At that, Rosemary woke up a bit and looked at him, “You've just hurt your nose, not broken a limb.”
“My hands hurt too.”
Rosemary laughed. It was out of anger.
Knowing what she was about to say, Maxwell retorted with a sneer, "If it wasn’t for someone acting like a pig in a poke, making a mess of things.would I be in this mess? Or maybe you just don't want me to get well too quickly, so you have an excuse to nurse me a bit longer.”
His last sentence was meant to provoke her, but Rosemary took the bait. She couldn't help it; she just wanted to get rid of this man.Compared to this. giving in was nothing much.Maxwell watched as Rosemary, clearly fighting off sleep, dragged herself out of bed and trudged to the bathroom to fetch water.
He felt a profound sense of weariness and helplessness. He wasn't dumb: he could see that Rosemary really wanted a divorce; she was not usingthe quarrel as a stalling tactic.
She handed him the wrung-out towel. Maxwell glanced at it but didn’t take it.
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For a moment, Rosemary almost thought she had knocked him silly. Otherwise, how would he ask something that sounded so pitiful?
Maxwell had always been like an emotionless robot in front of her. On those lonely nights, she even wondered if she'd married a man devoid offeelings.
Rosemary hesitated for a moment, and then responded with a soft “yes.”Liking him wasn't something to be ashamed of; there was no need to hide it.
From Maxwell's perspective, all he could see was the top of her dark hair. He felt a surge of satisfaction, his lips slowly curling into a smile, “Whatabout now?
Rosemary: “Not anymore.”To be precise, she was giving up. so it didn’t matter whether she liked him or not.
Since it didn’t matter, there was no point in letting herself dwell on it. falling deeper into a one-sided love that was about to become a thing of the past.
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She changed her heart as swiftly as she changed her clothes, just like when they got married
In bed, she was all about getting him to marry her, and after less than two seconds down from the bed, she changed her mind, directly asking formoney.
The man must have mastered the art of switching faces, did he? Even professional face-changers can’t switch that fast.She turned away to see Maxwell already shutting his eyes, the picture of someone who's done talking.
The lunch was brought up by a bodyguard. It was clearly the handiwork of the house chef, a five-tiered food carrier with each dish light andnourishing, perfect for healing.
Rosemary had thought Maxwell's insistence on being admitted was just a sudden whim and that he’d leave the next day, but surprisingly, he seemedquite content, with no intention of checking out.
When the nurse came to check his temperature and mentioned the renewal fee; Rosemary, irritated, asked Maxwell,stay?”
“How long are you planning to
“Ten days, maybe half a month. We'll see.”Rosemary was livid. She turned and headed downstairs. She wasn't exactly going to pay the fee, but because Yolanda had arrived.
After hearing about this mess from Rosemary the night before, Yolanda decided to come over in the morning to cheer her up and to bring hersomething as well.
Yolanda was waiting in the lobby, but Rosemary hadn't expectedShe came with Martin.“How did you guys get together?’
In her mind, they were supposed to be hardly acquainted.
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Rosemary cracked a smile: "He's okay.”Yolanda asked curiously, "I was told he only got hit on the nose, nothing serious. Why is he still in the hospital?”
Rosemary quipped. “Maybe he knocked some sense out of himself.”