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Chapter 557 These Two Were True Love!
Shirley took the bus back to her small cabin at the foot of the mountain.
Neighbour Jones rushed out anxiously, his expression filled with worry, "Shirley, you're finally back.
Come and see Antwan. Something has happened to him!"
"What?!"
Shirley furrowed her brows, quickly got off the bus, and hurriedly ran towards the small cabin.
Because of her fast pace, she tripped halfway and scraped her knee, causing the fruits and vegetables
she bought to scatter on the ground.
"I just turned around to pour a glass of juice, and Antwan somehow climbed up the cherry tree and fell,
losing consciousness!"
Jones ran alongside Shirley, explaining the situation.
In the yard of the small cabin, apart from the radiant sunflowers, there was a tall cherry tree. Now was
the time when the cherries were ripe, juicy, and as big as thumbs.
Shirley had been longing for that cherry tree for a long time, but it was too tall and not easy to pick. She
had planned to borrow a ladder from Jones one day and have a good feast, but unexpectedly... Antwan
beat her to it, taking the initiative.
"Antwan!"
Shirley spotted Antwan lying beneath the cherry tree from a distance. He still tightly held a few large
red cherries in his hand.
"I'm not sure if he has any bone injuries, so I didn't dare move him. Shirley, don't worry too much. I've
already called for an ambulance."
Jones patted Shirley's shoulder and comforted her in a low voice.
This pair of men and women had attracted the attention of the town since they moved here half a year
ago.
Living as a fragile woman taking care of a blind and disabled man, one could imagine how difficult it
must have been. Therefore, everyone was willing to help them.
"Antwan..."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShirley, with red eyes, held the man's hand and blamed herself, "It's all my fault. I should have taken
you to the market together. I was too negligent."
The ambulance arrived quickly, and after providing basic wound care for Antwan, they placed him on a
stretcher and headed to the hospital in town. Shirley naturally went with him.
After some running around, the doctor diagnosed Antwan with a back injury, requiring bed rest for half
a month. Due to long-term anemia, his body was weak, which led to the loss of consciousness.
Shirley looked at the thick stack of examination papers, slumped down on the ground, consumed by
guilt.
She thought, "Who would have known that the cost of Braden's recovery would be so great, equivalent
to sacrificing Antwan’s entire life? If I had known about these severe consequences, I would never
have agreed to the surgery!"
At that moment, a commotion arose in the hallway.
"Doctor, please save my fiancee!"
Shirley found the voice familiar and turned around. It was indeed Braden, carrying a bloodied Alina in
his arms.
Her heart tightened. What happened? Weren't they just fine, leisurely enjoying their coffee in the cafe?
How did things suddenly become so tragic?!
"Make way! Make way!'
The medical staff was also in a hurry, shouting as they rushed Alina into the emergency room.
They disappeared from Shirley's sight just like they had never appeared before.
This was too coincidental...
It took Shirley a while to come to her senses, and she couldn't help but wonder if it was just an illusion.
But she didn't delve too deep into it and went to the nearby store to buy hospital supplies for Antwan.
Two sets of clothes, tableware, cups, a small cake, and a bouquet of flowers.
After receiving the nutrient infusion, Antwan had already regained consciousness. He was anxious and
shouting to leave.
However, his entire body was restrained and he could only lie flat on the hospital bed.
"Where am I? Who are you? Let me out, let me out!"
Antwan despairingly pounded on the edge of the bed, his voice hoarse and veins bulging on his
forehead.
For a blind person, the scariest thing was not being unable to see, but rather a change in the familiar
living environment.
The small cabin they had lived in for half a year was his shell. He felt safe only when he was hiding
inside it.
"Patient, please calm down. You have injured your back and need to rest for a while. Don't worry, we
will take good care of you."
The nurse patiently reassured him.
But Antwan acted like a manic depressive, waving his hand forcefully, "Get away from me! I don't need
your care. All of you, get lost!"
"Where is my family? Where is my family? I just want my family!"
Amidst his restlessness, the man's voice carried a sense of despair, like an abandoned child afraid of
being abandoned himself.
The nurse was a bit embarrassed, "I'm sorry, family... we don't know where your family is either. When I
arrived, you were the only one in this ward."
Antwan’s expression turned ashen, and he raised his voice, almost pleadingly, to the nurse, Til give you
money. Take me home. I can give you a lot of money. If I'm not home, she will worry. Please, I'm
begging you!"
"Well... that really can't be done. Do you have your family's phone number? Otherwise, can I help you
make a phone call to her?"
"Okay, her phone number is..."
Antwan was about to provide Shirley's number when he suddenly realized something and pursed his
lips, remaining silent.
"Sir, what's your family's phone number?"
"Forget it, it's not necessary."
Antwan suddenly went from restlessness to calmness.
He thought, "If she really wants to abandon me, then even if I ask her to come back, it won't make a
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdifference. With the intimate companionship and care of the past six months, I've already recouped my
investment. If she really left, I won't blame her."
Carrying large and small bags, Shirley pushed open the door of the hospital room and saw that Antwan
was awake. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness, you're finally awake. You scared me!*
Antwan, like a dead fish, suddenly came back to life. His handsome face immediately filled with vitality,
"You... You didn't leave, didn't want to abandon me?"
Shirley was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "You fool, do you think I, Shirley, would be that kind
of person? If I wanted to abandon you, I would have done it long ago. Why wait until now?"
She held his hand while mocking him, "You, even though you've lost your sight, you still dare to climb
trees. If I came back a little later, would you have climbed onto the roof?"
"It's because you wanted to eat cherries. I thought of picking some for you so that when you returned
from the market, you could eat them directly."
"I want to eat them, and I can pick them myself. Your top priority now is to take care of yourself."
Although Shirley was touched, she wasn't accustomed to saying overly sentimental words.
"Yeah, being a burden like me not causing you trouble is the biggest help I can provide."
Antwan weakly replied.
Although he had been reckless for many years, with an indifferent attitude towards everything, he had
never felt so helpless as he did at this moment...
"Good to know!"
Shirley patted the man's head, then got up and unpacked the small cake she had just bought, "Seems
like you're not in a good mood. I bought something nice for you. After eating it, I guarantee your worries
will vanish!"
"What is it?"
"Open your mouth first."
Shirley scooped a spoonful of cake and put it into Antwan’s mouth.
"It's delicious.”
Antwan truly was like a child, easily pacified.
Sweet treats had the magical power to make people happy.
The nearby nurse looked touched and envious.
These two were true love!
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