Chapter 382: Don’t Say Stupid Words

Chapter 382: Don’t Say Stupid Words
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When Serenity was in California, there would be a sum of money transferred into her bank account every month. She was obviously not expecting such money so, suspicious, she went to the bank to check it out.
When she found out that the sender was Selena, she felt terrible.
Was Selena trying to make it up to Serenity with money because the former stole the person the latter loved?
Still, her grudge against Selena was still strong at the time so she broke her bank card and threw it away.
The doctors and patients passing by in the corridor looked strangely at the man standing outside the ward. His back was handsomely broad and straight, yet lonely and sad.
Everyone surmised that the person in the ward must be someone very important to him.
After a long while, John finally moved away from the door. When he turned around, he saw a man sitting on the bench, pulling at his hair. John paused for a moment. “It’s you.”
“President Grant.” Sam raised his head.
Sam had been sitting outside Serenity’s ward all this time. If he had not instigated Serenity to go to the temple, this would not have happened. Regretful and guilty, Sam was determined to witness Serenity regaining consciousness before he could feel at ease.
John gave Sam a good look. The latter’s hair was messy and his pants were stained with mud. Sam must have been there when it all happened, “What happened?”
Sam briefly explained what had happened. John was stunned, especially when he heard about Gabriel rushing up the mountain to save Serenity despite the landslide and storm. This particular part made John feel both sad and relieved at the same time.
Relieved because Serene was fine.
But sad because she would no longer need him in the future. Someone else was now there to protect and love her.
Gabriel would slowly take John’s place, along with everything the latter had with Serenity.
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When Serenity woke up, it was already midnight. Her first thought was to look for Gabriel.
“You’re awake?” asked Gabriel in a low voice when he heard the slight movement on the bed.
“Yes.” Her consciousness was still a little muddled but when she looked around, she knew she was in the hospital. Then, she turned to look at him. When she saw him sitting in a wheelchair, her heart skipped a beat. “Your leg…”
“It’s not my leg. My foot is injured.” He met her anxious and worried gaze and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. “I’m fine.”
Serenity looked at his feet. He was not wearing the handmade Italian leather shoes but a pair of dark brown cotton slippers instead. “Let me see if the injury is serious.”
“It’s just a small injury,” said Gabriel, who was not bothered at all.
Seeing that he didn’t intend to let her see it, Serenity firmed up as she said, “I want to see it.”
Gabriel sighed helplessly and took his feet out of the cotton slippers. He was afraid she would be worried when she woke up to him in such a state, so he had asked the nurse to change the bloody gauze at night.
Thankfully, not much blood had seeped through so the dressing still looked clean and fresh when Serenity inspected his injury, preventing her from telling how badly his toes actually were.
But Serenity knew that if it was just a minor injury, there was no need for him to sit in a wheelchair.
Things had been so dangerous. Gabriel could have gotten others to save her. Why did he have to save her?
He was such a smart and wise person, and yet he had made such a stupidly rash decision.
Gabriel saw that she was unhappy and softly sighed. “I’m fine. The nurse just got a little carried away when putting on the dressing on my foot.”
She looked up at him and moved her dry lips. “You don’t have to risk your life by going up the mountain to find me. Do you know how dangerous it was?”
The dim yellow light shone on Gabriel, making his usually cold and stern face look gentle. When he heard her words, he frowned slightly. “Don’t be silly. I don’t feel at ease putting your safety in the hands of others..”