NovelEnglishChapter 195 Well, | can’t fault Wallis for her line of thinking, but it just doesn’t sit right withto constantly bug Darren, you know? Right after hanging up the phone, I hightailed it to the hospital.
Standing at the door to the ward, | could hear Jason's sporadic thanks. Peering through the glass door, | caught sight of Darren, who was meticulously adjusting Jason's pillow, while in front of Jason was a neatly arranged spread of two dishes and a soup.
And the containers of the dishes, not takeout ones, looked quite familiar.
After a moment, it hit me-last tDarren rocked up at the office with a big ol’ lunchbox, he used the sset of dishes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSo, Darren had whipped up Jason's lunch with his own two hands? 1 knocked on the door at an awkward moment.
Seeing me, Darren stood up and coolly asked, “All done with your stuff?” | glanced at the meal, feeling a tad sheepish, and said, “Thanks for making the trek.” “It’s not big deal,” Darren said with a smile playing on his lips and in a warm tone. “I just checked with the doc.
No bones about it, no serious damage. He'll be right as rain in a few days.” | finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then | heard Jason add, “Next time... don’t... don’t trouble Darren.
“Xaviera and | are mates; it's no hassle at all,” Darren leaned in, making eye contact with Jason, and patiently said, “Eat up, I'm off to fetch your meds.” Of course, | didn’t want to bug Darren with this little ergy. so | tried to stop him. “I'll go.” “You just got back; hang out with your uncle.” With that, he was off, as if it was all in a day’s work for him.
Once it was just Jason andin the ward, he gavea meaningful look and said, “Xaviera... that kid Darren...
he’s a good egg.
“Mhm,” | murmured my agreement.
“Go on... thank him.” Jason winked at me, probably thinking it wasn’t quite right to send Darren off to the pharmacy. on his own.
| stepped out of the ward.
The hospital layout was a bit of a maze to me, and it tooka while to locate the pharmacy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm11:381 But weirdly, Darren was nowhere to be seen.
Just as | was getting puzzled, a mellow voice reached my ears, “I'll handle Aaron's situation, but there’s no way | can make it to the blind date tomorrow afternoon.” Blind date? “I'm an adult, and | don’t need anyone meddling in my love life, besides,” Darren paused abruptly, and then continued. “I've got someone in mind.” | hadn’t even managed to look away before our eyes met-his eyes were sharp and striking.
To stay or to leave, both seemed off.
After a brief exchange on the phone, he hung up and ctowards me.
| fidgeted, trying to find something-anything-to switch the topic but cup empty.
Who would've thought that a catch like Darren would face the old marriage squeeze from his family? “Ran into a bit of bother,” Darren said nonchalantly, “guess | made you see a bit of a joke there.” “No, | just got here.” Alright, | confess that it isn’t exactly a piece of cake to lie to a stand-up guy like Darren, “As you can see, I'm in a bit of a pickle,” Darren raised his brows and helplessly added. “I wonder if you would be willing to lend a righteous hand and givea little help.” | looked at Darren, feeling puzzled, then | heard him say. “I have to show up at this ill-intended setup, but | need a lady to play the part of the girl I've got my eye on.”
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