The intensity of Connor’s disapproval toward Timothy seemed to have amplified over time.
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Awakening from her slumber, Mia immediately recognized the familiar scent of hospital disinfectant,
confirming she was still within the hospital premises.
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Nheless, her condition had improved.
It was evident that the medicine Connor rmended had worked effectively.
“Ms. Bowen, you’re awake. Do you need assistance to go to the restroom, or would you prefer
something to
eat?”
Mia looked at the caregiver beside her, puzzled. “Who are you?”
“I’m Urs, the caregiver arranged by your family.”
It seemed that Connor had arranged for a caregiver to assist her.
Feeling hungry, Mia politely asked, “Could you please bring me some chicken soup? I’d prefer
something light.”
Just as she voiced her request, Connor walked in, holding a meal box. “Mia, you must be hungry. I
brought you some food.”
Mia appeared confused as she motioned to Urs next to her. “Connor, didn’t you arrange for Ms.
Steele to fetch me something to eat?”
A look of confusion crossed Connor’s face. “I never hired a caregiver for you.”
Turning her gaze toward Urs, Mia asked, “Could there be a mix–up? Are you sure you’re here for
the right person?”
Checking the records, Urs responded, “There’s no mistake. You’re listed as patient Mia in bed
number 3.”
“In that case,” Mia probed further, “Did the person who contacted you leave a name or any details?”
“Yes, thest name provided was Barrett.”
Could she be referring to Timothy?
Mia was startled to learn that Timothy had arranged for a caregiver. A whirlwind of emotions swept over
her as she tried to decipher Timothy’s intentions.
At the mention of Timothy’s name, Connor’s expression darkened.
It seemed that Timothy harbored ulterior motives regarding Mia. It was evident from his decision to hire
a caregiver for her.
With a steely gaze, Connor addressed Urs. “We don’t need your services here. You may leave.”
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Frustrated, Urs made a swift call to the person who had initially engaged her services, saying,
“Hello, I’ve
just spoken with Ms. Bowen in bed number 3.
“She insisted that she doesn’t need any caregiving assistance. Please ensure my payment covers the
hours
I’ve put in.”
With a note of confusion; Heath asked, “Why would she refuse your help? It’s mealtime now. Did you
ensure
she got her meal when she woke up?”
“She seems to have a special rapport with Dr. Lane,” Urs remarked. “Since he’s handling her meals,
an additional caregiver isn’t necessary.”
Urs’s expression darkened as shemented, “Ms. Bowen possesses an undeniable charm. Within
this hospital, Dr. Lane is highly regarded and esteemed.
“Yet, I’ve never seen him exhibit such attentiveness toward any other patient as he does with Ms.
Bowen. She truly distinguishes herself.”
Heath felt a mounting unease, wondering how he would ry this information to Timothy.
After concluding the call and settling Urs’s payment, Heath made his way back to his office.
Upon entering, he found Timothy deeply engrossed in paperwork, further fueling Heath’s internal
turmoil.
How was Heath going to navigate this delicate matter?
Checking his watch and catching Heath’s concerned look, Timothy asked, “What’s the matter?”
“Actually,” Heath began, coughing slightly, “Ms. Steele reached out to me seekingpensation.”
“Does this mean Mia is set for an early discharge?” Timothy asked.
“Not precisely. It’s a nuanced situation. Perhaps you should listen to the recorded conversation to grasp
the full context,” Heath proposed, his voice tinged with apprehension.
Upon hearing the recording, a palpable tension filled the room.
ncing at his phone, Timothy realized he had indeed underestimated Mia’s charm.
It made sense why the doctor had an unfriendly demeanor toward him during their encounter.
With a determined look, Timothy instructed, “Find out more about that doctor.”
As Heath returned Timothy’s phone, Timothy noticed an iing callbeled “Grandma.”
Answering it, he greeted, “Hello, Grandma“.
“Tim, is it about time for Mia’s prenatal appointment?”