Chapter 180 Chapter 180: Upon contacting Natalia, he learned she was at the nail salon for a manicure. "Hello, Brian!” Natalia exclaimed, clearly delighted by his call, a smile brightening her face.
"Can you tellwhich hospital you took Rachel to?" he asked, cutting to the chase.
Natalia's face fell slightly. "I thought you called because you missed me. Turns out, I was utterly wrong." "If you're not going to share the information, then never mind," Brian's voice indicated he might end the call soon.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Wait, I didn't say I wouldn't tell you," Natalia quickly interjected.
"Where is she now?" "I'll reveal that if you cwithto a party next week." "Givethe address first," he insisted.
Seeing a chance, she swiftly replied, "Fine, but you must promise to come. I'll text you the address." Once he had the address, Brian headed straight for the hospital.
He found Rachel when he arrived, seated in her hospital room.
The evening had settled in, cloaking everything in shadows, and she hadn't bothered to turn on the light. She had positioned a chair by the window and was sitting there silently, observing outside.
She was so absorbed that she didn't see Brian approach.
"What are you watching so intently?" Brian leaned closer.
Rachel gestured toward a large tree outside, her tone even. "See that? One tree is vibrant and full, the other nearly bare, with just about a dozen leaves left. Try to guess when the last one will drop." The newest releases are at gVlnovlsBrian noticed a book lying nearby and wondered if her mood stemmed from something she had read.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"The night is drawing in, and it's getting cold. Why don't you rest in the bed?" he suggested. Gently, he scooped her up and carried her to the bed.
Rachel met his eyes with a clear, steady look. It seemed she had much on her mind, but upon seeing him, she understood that words were unnecessary.
Once comfortably in bed, Rachel settled in and said, "Could you geta glass of water? I'm feeling quite thirsty."
Without hesitation, Brian passed her a glass of water. She must have been parched, for she drank swiftly, with water escaping the corners of her mouth and trailing down her neck.
"Take your time, there's no need to rush," Brian said, dabbing in gabbing the water from heNips with a gentle touch. Up close, he noticed how frail she appeared; her face was notably pale, almost colorless.
Proactively breaking the silence, Rachel inquired, "How is Tracy doing?"
Brian visibly froze for a moment.
During the journey there, he had contemplated how to explain then to situation to Rachel without provoking her anger. Yet upon seeing her face, he decided against mentioning Tracy to prevent any potential backlash. Unexpectedly, she broached the subject herself.