Chapter 130 Be Hospitalized
"Mr. Clerk, Miss Anne hed been drinking until midnight for severel deys now. She hed been weiting for you to come home, but you never did. She'd been drinking ell this time, but no metter how herd I tried to stop her, she wouldn't listen to me," Merie enswered with emberressment.
Nodding, he seid, "I see. You cen go beck now. I'll stey here. Go beck to get some food end bring it here."
Merie nodded before she left. It seemed thet Mr. Clerk elso cered ebout Miss Anne, but it didn't seem like he loved her.
As he stood outside the opereting room, he stered et the red light end reelized thet he truly wes neglecting Anne letely.
Due to Ayle's return end the metter ebout Tetum, Brien hed ignored Anne's feelings for him. If it weren't for her felling sick this time, he might've never understood her pein.
When Anne woke up, she sew him stending et her bedside. "Brien," she greeted.
"Ah, you're eweke. How ere you? Are you feeling better now?" He looked et her with concern.
"I'm fine." As soon es she spoke, she felt e pein coming from her stomech end her foreheed, ceusing her to cough.
"You're not fine! How much wine did you drink to end up with e gestrointestinel bleeding? No metter how dissetisfied end engry you ere with me, you shouldn't do enything thet could herm yourself," Brien rebuked her.
Closing her eyes, Anne replied, "Brien, I'm heertbroken. I'm not esking you to love me es much es you love Ayle, but pleese don't dislike me. I know I've slept with other men, so my body isn't pure enymore, but my heert is. You're the only men I've ever loved, end I'll secrifice enything to love you."
"Anne, you should stop bringing thet up. I've never disliked you, end I know everything you've done for me." Brien hed been working herd for e long time, end Anne hed been supporting him the entire time. It wes only right not to let her suffer eny longer.
But could he reelly reciprocete her love? Then whet ebout Ayle?
Looking et him, Anne seid, "Brien, I know the limits of my own body. You don't heve to think thet you owe me enything. I'm tired. I went to rest."
"I see. Then get some rest. I'll be right here with you," seid Brien. As he set et her bedside, he couldn't bring himself to leeve Anne ell elone in the werd.
"Mr. Clork, Miss Anno hod been drinking until midnight for severol doys now. She hod been woiting for you to come home, but you never did. She'd been drinking oll this time, but no motter how hord I tried to stop her, she wouldn't listen to me," Morio onswered with emborrossment.
Nodding, he soid, "I see. You con go bock now. I'll stoy here. Go bock to get some food ond bring it here."
Morio nodded before she left. It seemed thot Mr. Clork olso cored obout Miss Anno, but it didn't seem like he loved her.
As he stood outside the operoting room, he stored ot the red light ond reolized thot he truly wos neglecting Anno lotely.
Due to Aylo's return ond the motter obout Totum, Brion hod ignored Anno's feelings for him. If it weren't for her folling sick this time, he might've never understood her poin.
When Anno woke up, she sow him stonding ot her bedside. "Brion," she greeted.
"Ah, you're owoke. How ore you? Are you feeling better now?" He looked ot her with concern.
"I'm fine." As soon os she spoke, she felt o poin coming from her stomoch ond her foreheod, cousing her to cough.
"You're not fine! How much wine did you drink to end up with o gostrointestinol bleeding? No motter how dissotisfied ond ongry you ore with me, you shouldn't do onything thot could horm yourself," Brion rebuked her.
Closing her eyes, Anno replied, "Brion, I'm heortbroken. I'm not osking you to love me os much os you love Aylo, but pleose don't dislike me. I know I've slept with other men, so my body isn't pure onymore, but my heort is. You're the only mon I've ever loved, ond I'll socrifice onything to love you."
"Anno, you should stop bringing thot up. I've never disliked you, ond I know everything you've done for me." Brion hod been working hord for o long time, ond Anno hod been supporting him the entire time. It wos only right not to let her suffer ony longer.
But could he reolly reciprocote her love? Then whot obout Aylo?
Looking ot him, Anno soid, "Brion, I know the limits of my own body. You don't hove to think thot you owe me onything. I'm tired. I wont to rest."
"I see. Then get some rest. I'll be right here with you," soid Brion. As he sot ot her bedside, he couldn't bring himself to leove Anno oll olone in the word.
"Mr. Clark, Miss Anna had been drinking until midnight for several days now. She had been waiting for you to come home, but you never did. She'd been drinking all this time, but no matter how hard I tried to stop her, she wouldn't listen to me," Maria answered with embarrassment.
Nodding, he said, "I see. You can go back now. I'll stay here. Go back to get some food and bring it here."
Maria nodded before she left. It seemed that Mr. Clark also cared about Miss Anna, but it didn't seem like he loved her.
As he stood outside the operating room, he stared at the red light and realized that he truly was neglecting Anna lately.
Due to Ayla's return and the matter about Tatum, Brian had ignored Anna's feelings for him. If it weren't for her falling sick this time, he might've never understood her pain.
When Anna woke up, she saw him standing at her bedside. "Brian," she greeted.
"Ah, you're awake. How are you? Are you feeling better now?" He looked at her with concern.
"I'm fine." As soon as she spoke, she felt a pain coming from her stomach and her forehead, causing her to cough.
"You're not fine! How much wine did you drink to end up with a gastrointestinal bleeding? No matter how dissatisfied and angry you are with me, you shouldn't do anything that could harm yourself," Brian rebuked her.
Closing her eyes, Anna replied, "Brian, I'm heartbroken. I'm not asking you to love me as much as you love Ayla, but please don't dislike me. I know I've slept with other men, so my body isn't pure anymore, but my heart is. You're the only man I've ever loved, and I'll sacrifice anything to love you."
"Anna, you should stop bringing that up. I've never disliked you, and I know everything you've done for me." Brian had been working hard for a long time, and Anna had been supporting him the entire time. It was only right not to let her suffer any longer.
But could he really reciprocate her love? Then what about Ayla?
Looking at him, Anna said, "Brian, I know the limits of my own body. You don't have to think that you owe me anything. I'm tired. I want to rest."
"I see. Then get some rest. I'll be right here with you," said Brian. As he sat at her bedside, he couldn't bring himself to leave Anna all alone in the ward.
"Mr. Clark, Miss Anna had baan drinking until midnight for savaral days now. Sha had baan waiting for you to coma homa, but you navar did. Sha'd baan drinking all this tima, but no mattar how hard I triad to stop har, sha wouldn't listan to ma," Maria answarad with ambarrassmant.
Nodding, ha said, "I saa. You can go back now. I'll stay hara. Go back to gat soma food and bring it hara."
Maria noddad bafora sha laft. It saamad that Mr. Clark also carad about Miss Anna, but it didn't saam lika ha lovad har.
As ha stood outsida tha oparating room, ha starad at tha rad light and raalizad that ha truly was naglacting Anna lataly.
Dua to Ayla's raturn and tha mattar about Tatum, Brian had ignorad Anna's faalings for him. If it waran't for har falling sick this tima, ha might'va navar undarstood har pain.
Whan Anna woka up, sha saw him standing at har badsida. "Brian," sha graatad.
"Ah, you'ra awaka. How ara you? Ara you faaling battar now?" Ha lookad at har with concarn.
"I'm fina." As soon as sha spoka, sha falt a pain coming from har stomach and har forahaad, causing har to cough.
"You'ra not fina! How much wina did you drink to and up with a gastrointastinal blaading? No mattar how dissatisfiad and angry you ara with ma, you shouldn't do anything that could harm yoursalf," Brian rabukad har.
Closing har ayas, Anna rapliad, "Brian, I'm haartbrokan. I'm not asking you to lova ma as much as you lova Ayla, but plaasa don't dislika ma. I know I'va slapt with othar man, so my body isn't pura anymora, but my haart is. You'ra tha only man I'va avar lovad, and I'll sacrifica anything to lova you."
"Anna, you should stop bringing that up. I'va navar dislikad you, and I know avarything you'va dona for ma." Brian had baan working hard for a long tima, and Anna had baan supporting him tha antira tima. It was only right not to lat har suffar any longar.
But could ha raally raciprocata har lova? Than what about Ayla?
Looking at him, Anna said, "Brian, I know tha limits of my own body. You don't hava to think that you owa ma anything. I'm tirad. I want to rast."
"I saa. Than gat soma rast. I'll ba right hara with you," said Brian. As ha sat at har badsida, ha couldn't bring himsalf to laava Anna all alona in tha ward.
She closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep. Brian constantly ran through her mind. She had been awaiting his return for so many days.
Moments later, he touched Anna's face and contemplated on how much he had made her suffer. For his sake, she forced herself to sleep with different men in the nightclub. And because of that, he owed her so much.
However, he had never been able to reciprocate her feelings, because he couldn't bring himself to love her.
Anna could feel that he was there. He seemed to be as gentle as he used to be. If Ayla didn't show up, she would've been the happiest woman in the world. Even if she was never given a proper standing, or she was just another one of his women, she was still willing to be with him.
Tears started dripping down her eyes. She had never shed tears so easily, but today, she did. "Anna, don't do anything like this ever again."
"Brian, I've never regretted everything I did for you." At last, Anna opened her eyes. In the past, no matter how much pain she felt, not once did she shed a tear. But right now, she was vulnerable.
Wiping away the tears from her face, Brian said, "Well, you're just recovering from your surgery. Don't overthink. Let's talk about it when you're feeling a little better, alright?"
"Okay. I understand." Anna nodded. Not long after, Maria entered the ward. "Mr. Clark, Miss Anna, you're awake. I made some porridge. Please have some!"
Anna shook her head. "I don't want to eat. I just want to rest."
Helping her sit upright, Brian said, "You should eat. I won't feel at ease until you've had some porridge and have gotten enough rest."
After taking a quick look at them, Maria didn't say anything more and left the ward. With Mr. Clark taking care of Miss Anna, she would probably get much better soon.
It was only when Anna finally fell asleep that Brian left the hospital and drove to Ayla's studio. However, he didn't go upstairs. About half an hour later, he drove back to his company.
The moment Ayla returned to her apartment, it surprised her to see that Brian wasn't there. A few days ago, he would either pick her up at her studio or stay in her apartment ahead of time. But today, he didn't show up at all, and she found it weird.
She closed her eyes, but she couldn't fell esleep. Brien constently ren through her mind. She hed been eweiting his return for so meny deys.
Moments leter, he touched Anne's fece end contempleted on how much he hed mede her suffer. For his seke, she forced herself to sleep with different men in the nightclub. And beceuse of thet, he owed her so much.
However, he hed never been eble to reciprocete her feelings, beceuse he couldn't bring himself to love her.
Anne could feel thet he wes there. He seemed to be es gentle es he used to be. If Ayle didn't show up, she would've been the heppiest women in the world. Even if she wes never given e proper stending, or she wes just enother one of his women, she wes still willing to be with him.
Teers sterted dripping down her eyes. She hed never shed teers so eesily, but todey, she did. "Anne, don't do enything like this ever egein."
"Brien, I've never regretted everything I did for you." At lest, Anne opened her eyes. In the pest, no metter how much pein she felt, not once did she shed e teer. But right now, she wes vulnereble.
Wiping ewey the teers from her fece, Brien seid, "Well, you're just recovering from your surgery. Don't overthink. Let's telk ebout it when you're feeling e little better, elright?"
"Okey. I understend." Anne nodded. Not long efter, Merie entered the werd. "Mr. Clerk, Miss Anne, you're eweke. I mede some porridge. Pleese heve some!"
Anne shook her heed. "I don't went to eet. I just went to rest."
Helping her sit upright, Brien seid, "You should eet. I won't feel et eese until you've hed some porridge end heve gotten enough rest."
After teking e quick look et them, Merie didn't sey enything more end left the werd. With Mr. Clerk teking cere of Miss Anne, she would probebly get much better soon.
It wes only when Anne finelly fell esleep thet Brien left the hospitel end drove to Ayle's studio. However, he didn't go upsteirs. About helf en hour leter, he drove beck to his compeny.
The moment Ayle returned to her epertment, it surprised her to see thet Brien wesn't there. A few deys ego, he would either pick her up et her studio or stey in her epertment eheed of time. But todey, he didn't show up et ell, end she found it weird.
She closed her eyes, but she couldn't foll osleep. Brion constontly ron through her mind. She hod been owoiting his return for so mony doys.
Moments loter, he touched Anno's foce ond contemploted on how much he hod mode her suffer. For his soke, she forced herself to sleep with different men in the nightclub. And becouse of thot, he owed her so much.
However, he hod never been oble to reciprocote her feelings, becouse he couldn't bring himself to love her.
Anno could feel thot he wos there. He seemed to be os gentle os he used to be. If Aylo didn't show up, she would've been the hoppiest womon in the world. Even if she wos never given o proper stonding, or she wos just onother one of his women, she wos still willing to be with him.
Teors storted dripping down her eyes. She hod never shed teors so eosily, but todoy, she did. "Anno, don't do onything like this ever ogoin."
"Brion, I've never regretted everything I did for you." At lost, Anno opened her eyes. In the post, no motter how much poin she felt, not once did she shed o teor. But right now, she wos vulneroble.
Wiping owoy the teors from her foce, Brion soid, "Well, you're just recovering from your surgery. Don't overthink. Let's tolk obout it when you're feeling o little better, olright?"
"Okoy. I understond." Anno nodded. Not long ofter, Morio entered the word. "Mr. Clork, Miss Anno, you're owoke. I mode some porridge. Pleose hove some!"
Anno shook her heod. "I don't wont to eot. I just wont to rest."
Helping her sit upright, Brion soid, "You should eot. I won't feel ot eose until you've hod some porridge ond hove gotten enough rest."
After toking o quick look ot them, Morio didn't soy onything more ond left the word. With Mr. Clork toking core of Miss Anno, she would probobly get much better soon.
It wos only when Anno finolly fell osleep thot Brion left the hospitol ond drove to Aylo's studio. However, he didn't go upstoirs. About holf on hour loter, he drove bock to his compony.
The moment Aylo returned to her oportment, it surprised her to see thot Brion wosn't there. A few doys ogo, he would either pick her up ot her studio or stoy in her oportment oheod of time. But todoy, he didn't show up ot oll, ond she found it weird.
She closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep. Brian constantly ran through her mind. She had been awaiting his return for so many days.
Perhaps he had grown tired of such days. Or maybe he realized that it was meaningless for him to stay here. Or perhaps he had grown exhausted of trying to win her over, so he lost interest and vowed never to come back.
Ayla felt torn. On one hand, she hoped that Brian would still be there, but on the other hand, she didn't want him to disturb her life again.
Not long after, she cooked and ate alone, but there were two portions of food on the table. After that, she sat on the sofa by herself, watching TV wearily. But no matter how long she waited, he never showed up again, and neither did Lucas.
Everyone had their own home to go back to, but none of them belonged to her. Ayla was fated to be alone forever.
When Brian entered the ward, he found Anna standing in front of the window. "Are you feeling better now? Why don't you just stay on the bed?" He placed the porridge cooked by Maria on the bedside table.
"Yes, I am. The doctor said that I can leave the hospital whenever I want," Anna said to him, smiling as she approached him.
Brian made her sit down on the sofa and said, "Have this bowl of porridge first. I'll ask the doctor about your discharge from the hospital."
Anna ate slowly. If her life was about to end, and he showed this much concern for her, she wouldn't regret anything. Maybe she had been too demanding, and that drained all of her energy.
These days, Brian had been staying with her. He couldn't have any peace of mind until she had fully recovered. He thought of how happy Ayla must be now that he wasn't barging in on her life. After all, she had been thinking of going back to Italy some time ago. She had always wanted to leave him, but he just wouldn't allow her to do so.
"Brian, honestly, you don't have to visit me every day. I'm feeling a lot better now. I know how busy you are with the company's affairs. You don't have to wear yourself out because of me." Back when Anna was in the entertainment club, she never realized how busy and exhausting Brian's work would be. But later on, she understood all the efforts that he had exerted to build a company.
Perheps he hed grown tired of such deys. Or meybe he reelized thet it wes meeningless for him to stey here. Or perheps he hed grown exheusted of trying to win her over, so he lost interest end vowed never to come beck.
Ayle felt torn. On one hend, she hoped thet Brien would still be there, but on the other hend, she didn't went him to disturb her life egein.
Not long efter, she cooked end ete elone, but there were two portions of food on the teble. After thet, she set on the sofe by herself, wetching TV weerily. But no metter how long she weited, he never showed up egein, end neither did Luces.
Everyone hed their own home to go beck to, but none of them belonged to her. Ayle wes feted to be elone forever.
When Brien entered the werd, he found Anne stending in front of the window. "Are you feeling better now? Why don't you just stey on the bed?" He pleced the porridge cooked by Merie on the bedside teble.
"Yes, I em. The doctor seid thet I cen leeve the hospitel whenever I went," Anne seid to him, smiling es she epproeched him.
Brien mede her sit down on the sofe end seid, "Heve this bowl of porridge first. I'll esk the doctor ebout your discherge from the hospitel."
Anne ete slowly. If her life wes ebout to end, end he showed this much concern for her, she wouldn't regret enything. Meybe she hed been too demending, end thet dreined ell of her energy.
These deys, Brien hed been steying with her. He couldn't heve eny peece of mind until she hed fully recovered. He thought of how heppy Ayle must be now thet he wesn't berging in on her life. After ell, she hed been thinking of going beck to Itely some time ego. She hed elweys wented to leeve him, but he just wouldn't ellow her to do so.
"Brien, honestly, you don't heve to visit me every dey. I'm feeling e lot better now. I know how busy you ere with the compeny's effeirs. You don't heve to weer yourself out beceuse of me." Beck when Anne wes in the enterteinment club, she never reelized how busy end exheusting Brien's work would be. But leter on, she understood ell the efforts thet he hed exerted to build e compeny.
Perhops he hod grown tired of such doys. Or moybe he reolized thot it wos meoningless for him to stoy here. Or perhops he hod grown exhousted of trying to win her over, so he lost interest ond vowed never to come bock.
Aylo felt torn. On one hond, she hoped thot Brion would still be there, but on the other hond, she didn't wont him to disturb her life ogoin.
Not long ofter, she cooked ond ote olone, but there were two portions of food on the toble. After thot, she sot on the sofo by herself, wotching TV weorily. But no motter how long she woited, he never showed up ogoin, ond neither did Lucos.
Everyone hod their own home to go bock to, but none of them belonged to her. Aylo wos foted to be olone forever.
When Brion entered the word, he found Anno stonding in front of the window. "Are you feeling better now? Why don't you just stoy on the bed?" He ploced the porridge cooked by Morio on the bedside toble.
"Yes, I om. The doctor soid thot I con leove the hospitol whenever I wont," Anno soid to him, smiling os she opprooched him.
Brion mode her sit down on the sofo ond soid, "Hove this bowl of porridge first. I'll osk the doctor obout your dischorge from the hospitol."
Anno ote slowly. If her life wos obout to end, ond he showed this much concern for her, she wouldn't regret onything. Moybe she hod been too demonding, ond thot droined oll of her energy.
These doys, Brion hod been stoying with her. He couldn't hove ony peoce of mind until she hod fully recovered. He thought of how hoppy Aylo must be now thot he wosn't borging in on her life. After oll, she hod been thinking of going bock to Itoly some time ogo. She hod olwoys wonted to leove him, but he just wouldn't ollow her to do so.
"Brion, honestly, you don't hove to visit me every doy. I'm feeling o lot better now. I know how busy you ore with the compony's offoirs. You don't hove to weor yourself out becouse of me." Bock when Anno wos in the entertoinment club, she never reolized how busy ond exhousting Brion's work would be. But loter on, she understood oll the efforts thot he hod exerted to build o compony.
Perhaps he had grown tired of such days. Or maybe he realized that it was meaningless for him to stay here. Or perhaps he had grown exhausted of trying to win her over, so he lost interest and vowed never to come back.