“Ms. Graham,” Natalie called out while knocking on Jacqueline’s door.
The latter was reading a book in her bed. She looked up the moment she heard her voice. “Oh, it’s Ms. Smith. Come on in.”
Natalie walked in with a smile at that.
“Have a seat,” Jacqueline told her while pointing at the chair beside her bed.
The former pulled up the chair and replied, “Thanks.”
After closing the book and putting it by her bedside, Jacqueline asked, “Why are you here, Ms. Smith?”
Natalie’s eyes flickered before she replied, “I’m here to visit Stanley but he wasn’t in his consultation room. I thought he would be here so I came to take a look.”
“Stanley just went back to his consultation room. Didn’t you see him on your way here?” Jacqueline narrowed her eyes slightly as she spoke.
Natalie answered as she tousled her hair, “Really? I must’ve missed him somehow. I’ll send him a message now.”
With that said, she took out her phone and pretended to type something on it.
A minute later, she turned off her phone and put it back into her bag. “Do you mind if I wait for Stanley here? He’s going to come to meet me in a while.”
“Sure.” Jacqueline nodded.
Natalie smiled in gratitude. “Thank you.”
The former stared at her as she replied, “You’re welcome.”
Feeling a little baffled from being stared at, Natalie self-consciously reached up to feel her face. “Is there something on my face, Ms. Graham?”
“Nope. But you do look tired. Did you not rest well last night?” Jacqueline questioned as she leaned back on her bed.
Natalie quickly lowered her eyes, concealing the glow in her eyes. “Not really. Something happened last night.”
“Oh? What happened?” Jacqueline seemed very interested in the topic and leaned closer to ask.
“Someone tried to kill me,” the former said while looking at her.
The latter snapped back to her senses and plastered on a smile. “It’s nothing. I was just thinking about why Stanley isn’t here yet.”
“How about you give him a call?” Jacqueline suggested while pointing at her bag.
Natalie shook her head guiltily. “It’s alright. Maybe he had an emergency patient to tend to. I’ll wait for a while more.”
“You’re really patient,” the former observed as she adjusted her posture.
“Well. I’m waiting for someone after all. It’s the least I could do,” Natalie replied with a smile.
Jealousy flashed across the other woman’s face when she saw her smile. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re really pretty, Ms. Smith? Especially your eyes. They’re the brightest, most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.”
Natalie froze for a moment at the sudden compliment before she tousled her hair sheepishly. “Oh, don’t exaggerate.”
“It’s true. May I touch your eyes, Ms. Smith?” Jacqueline’s eyes shone as she stared at the former expectantly.
She was about to refuse but she couldn’t bring herself to do it when she saw the look in the hospitalized woman’s eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she finally agreed.
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