Chapter 195
Well, I can’t fault Wallis for her line of thinking, but it just doesn’t sit right with me to constantly bug Darren, you know?
Right after hanging up the phone, I hightailed it to the hospital.
Standing at the door to the ward, I could hear Jason’s sporadic thanks. Peering through the glass door, I 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 time Darren rocked up at the office with a big ol‘ lunchbox, he used the same set of dishes.
So, Darren had whipped up Jason’s lunch with his own two hands?
I knocked on the door at an awkward moment.
Seeing me, Darren stood up and coolly asked, “All done with your stuff?”
I 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.”
I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then I heard Jason add, “Next time… don’t… don’t trouble Darren.
“Xaviera and I 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, I didn’t want to bug Darren with this little errand, so I 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 and me in the ward, he gave me a meaningful look and said, “Xaviera… that kid Darren… he’s a good egg.
“Mhm,” I 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.
I stepped out of the ward.
The hospital layout was a bit of a maze to me, and it took me a while to locate the pharmacy.
11:381
But weirdly, Darren was nowhere to be seen.
Just as I was getting puzzled, a mellow voice reached my ears,
“I’ll handle Aaron’s situation, but there’s no way I can make it to the blind date tomorrow
afternoon.”
Blind date?
“I’m an adult, and I don’t need anyone meddling in my love life, besides,” Darren paused abruptly, and then continued. “I’ve got someone in mind.”
I 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 came towards me.
I fidgeted, trying to find something–anything–to switch the topic but came up 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 I made you see a bit of a joke there.” “No, I just got here.”
Alright, I 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 give me a little help.”
I looked at Darren, feeling puzzled, then I heard him say. “I have to show up at this ill–intended setup, but I need a lady to play the part of the girl I’ve got my eye on.”
