Chapter14 Hefrownedbutdidntmakeafusswithme.Instead,heturnedtotheparentwhohadruntheredlightandaskedin a lowvoice, Howdidyouwatchyourchild?Dontyouknowhowdangerousthatis? Theparentsfaceturnedpalewithfear,andtheyapologizedrepeatedlywhileholding thecryingchild,sayingtheywouldbemorecarefulinthefuture.However,theyreallycouldntaffordthecompensationandhopedthemanwouldletitgo.
Theyboweddeeplywiththechild,lookingpitiful.
Butsincetheaccidentwascausedbytheparentsnegligencewhilelookingattheirphone,Icouldntdefendthem.
Asanordinaryperson,itmighttakehalfalifetimetoearnenoughmoneytocompensateforthedamagetoaMaybach.
So,Iquietlysaidthetruth:He…heprobablycantaffordit.
Themanglancedatmewithacomplicatedlook,abouttosaysomething.Atthatmoment,therearwindowofthecarloweredhalfway.Ilookedup,aflickerofsurprisecrossingmyeyes.
Throughthegapintheloweredwindow,Icaughtsightofamanwithdeep,cold eyesandthin,crimsonlips.
Itwasthemanwhohadsatnexttomeontheplaneyesterday.
Themansthinlipsslightlyparted,andhisvoicewasclearandlow:JasonLyons.

ThemanwhowascalledJasonturnedaroundandbowedclosetothecarwindow:Mr.Franco.
Thepersoninthebackseatspoke: Weregoingtobelate.
Jasonunderstoodandnoddedslightly,lookingattheparent:Itsokay.Sinceyouhaveachildwithyou,justbemorecarefulinthefuture.
IknewthiswasallbecauseofthemancalledMr.Franco.
Theparentwasrelievedandthankedhimrepeatedlybeforequicklyleavingwiththechild.
Jasonthengotbackintothecarwithoutmentioninganycompensationtome.
ItwasallbecauseofawordfromthemancalledMr.Franco.
Butnomatterwhat,Ihadencounteredagoodperson.
Icametomysenses,tookoutmyphone,andcontactedatowtrucktotakemycarforrepairsfirst.
IhadtoexplainthesituationtotheChiefDoctorinadvanceandthentookataxitothehospital.

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Ueart 69.2% Chapter14 Ididntexpectto experiencesomanyupsanddownsinjustonemorning.Ilookedoutofthetaxiwindowatthepassingscenery,andmymindwasstillrestless.
Thecoldwindhowledintothehalfloweredcarwindow,butIfeltastrangesense ofwarmthinmyheart.
But Ididnt expectthatfatewouldalwaysplaytricksonpeople.
AssoonasIgotoutofthecar,IranintoJoey,whohadjustwalkedoutofthehospitalentrance.
Themomentoureyesmet,Joeyseyesinstantly turnedred.
Hisfacewassomewhatpaleashestrodetowardsme,hiseyesfilledwithuncontrollablelonging,barelysuppressinghimselffromlosingcomposure.
Ithoughtyouweregoingtoavoidmefortherestofyourlife.
Apartfrommyinitialsurprise,mygazegraduallybecamecalm:Ihaventdoneanythingwrong,so ofcourse,Ihavenoreasontoavoidyou.
Ijustdontwant tohaveanymorecontactwithyou.

Wordbyword,itseemedtodrainallofJoeysstrengthinaninstant,hiseyesturningred.
Thehospitalentrancewasbustlingwithpeople,allinahurry,andhardlyanyonepaidattentiontous,onlyoccasionallycastinga glanceourway.
Joeytightlyembracedme,asiftomergemeintohisverybeing,loweringhisheadtomyneckandspeakinginamuffledvoice:Yes,itsall myfault,Imsorry,butIvecompletelycutoffcontactwithStacy.Canyouforgiveme? ThesedaysthatIvebeenaway, Noonewouldpreparehislunchinadvance,remindinghimtoeat ontime.
Heendedupinthehospitalwith astomachachefromoverworking,andno onewouldtakecareofhisdietwithsuchtenderness.
Noonewouldironhisclothesforthe nextday,matchingthemcarefully.
Noonewouldleavealightonathome,waitingforhimtocomeback.
Hestayedaloneintheemptyhouse,lookingatthethingshehadboughtformeandourfuturebaby,almostgoing crazy.
Ivebeenlookingforyouallthistime,I…Imissyousomuch.
Ididntknowyouwerepregnantbackthen,butthebabyclothesandsuppliesIboughtwereactlly foryou.