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Chapter 578 - 572: I Miss Him 3

May was startled, knowing that Mr. Julian was in a coma and couldn’t answer her calls...

"Tiana, you’re also seriously injured and need to rest well. It’s best not to talk much. If you want someone to comfort you to sleep, should I play you some music?"

Tiana Thorne squinted her eyes, a hint of doubt filling her gaze: "You always used to call the big shots quite eagerly before."

She was being suspected...

May’s heart skipped a beat, but thankfully as a manager, she’d learned a bit of acting, and maintained a calm facade while saying: "Those times were about making things happen, but not today. Right now, you’re a patient under observation. While the anesthesia hasn’t completely worn off, get some rest, or later if the pain kicks in, I won’t be able to bear it for you."

May finally stood her ground in front of Tiana.

She dared to be so confident because she knew Tiana’s greatest fear, as fearless as Tiana was, was pain.

As expected, she gave up and slowly closed her eyes. For some reason, a sense of unease lingered within her, intensifying her longing to see him.

She pursed her lips: "I’ll sleep for a while. Let my fourth brother know, after all, he’s my boyfriend. I want to hear his voice when I wake up."

"Alright, just rest for now."

After that, May left the room, letting out a long breath as her heart finally calmed down.

That’s when Finn Pierce arrived, asking with concern: "Is she awake?"

"She woke up and then fell asleep again. Her condition is relatively stable. How about on your side?" she asked about Julian Eames’ condition.

Finn glanced at the tightly closed door behind her, registering it in his mind, and motioned her towards the corridor.

Once they were away from Tiana Thorne’s ward, he finally said: "The situation isn’t good. He’s still in the ICU, wounded too severely, and isn’t out of the woods yet, although he’s somewhat stable for now."

May furrowed her brows and sighed: "Mr. Julian is also in a coma, a calamity out of nowhere indeed."

"Let’s not tell Tiana the truth for now, she wouldn’t be able to handle the shock," Finn reminded.

"Alright, I understand," May nodded.

Her expression turned serious afterwards, and she added: "I can’t be at ease leaving Tiana’s care to a nurse, besides, Julian got injured because of Tiana. When he’s transferred to a regular ward, I’ll go take care of him, and you can look after Tiana."

Normally, taking care of Julian would surely be Finn’s responsibility, but now, knowing his identity, she felt slightly anxious. After all, he was a close relative of Mr. Sloane Julian, not to be bossed around readily.

Letting him look after the future sister-in-law should be fine.

Finn glanced at her and asked: "You’re a girl after all. Won’t it be a bit inconvenient to take care of a man?"

May nonchalantly shook her head and smiled: "Isn’t his agent still around too? He can handle tasks unsuitable for women."

"Alright."

With that, they reached an agreement.

That evening.

Tiana Thorne was jolted awake by pain, and the moment she opened her eyes, she felt terrible.

Everything hurt, as if she’d been broken apart and then pieced together, reminiscent of the pain every time she crossed tribulations, especially the excruciating ache from her right big toe, making her nearly faint again.

Every digit is linked to the heart, pain couldn’t surpass this.

May brought in a pot of hot water, only to find her struggling on the bed, frightened, she set down the pot and rushed over: "Tiana, how are you?"

Tiana looked at her, eyes glistening with tears: "Give me a brick."

Knock me out, and it won’t hurt...

May felt heartache seeing her like this, finally understanding why even someone as detached as Julian Sloane got moved.

When Tiana acted coquettish, she melted hearts; when alluring, she left one enraptured; when cute, she filled one with joy; when dominating, she was awe-inspiring; when pitiful, made one wish to bear her pain.

Her voice carried a hint of coaxing: "There’s no brick, hang in there, I asked the doctor, today hurts bad, tomorrow it’ll slowly get better."

Tiana actually detested this state; feeling pain made everything worse, stripping away any semblance of her usual fox fairy grace, making her wish she hadn’t been born at all.

She tried to throw off the sheets.

May quickly grabbed her hand: "Don’t fidget, improper blood flow will make things worse, lie still."

"I want to see my foot." In pain, her forehead was dotted with fine beads of sweat.

May nodded and helped her lift the covers, letting Tiana slightly raise her head, and she lowered her gaze to see her foot wrapped like a mummy.

"Is my toe flattened? Will there be scars after healing? Will it look ugly?"

May: "..."

Single-handedly supporting her forehead, she was exasperated, realizing Tiana was hastily unveiling the sheets just for beauty reasons.

Apparently, Tiana didn’t just care for facial beauty, but bodily beauty too, not tolerating even a speck of imperfection.

May quickly reassured: "Don’t worry, you won’t look ugly. You’re the most beautiful in the world."

Hearing this, Tiana felt much more at ease. Yet the pain prevented her from calming down, her face pale, voice quavering: "Where’s the phone?"

She kinda missed him already...

Ah!

Only now did May recall Tiana said she wanted to hear Mr. Julian’s call upon waking up.

Tiana’s awake, so Mr. Julian should be awake too, right?

She nodded: "Okay, I’ll call now."

Tiana always believed that once a romantic relationship was established, it should be taken seriously.

Even if lying here like a waste, if Sloane Julian couldn’t board a plane and the helicopter ran out of fuel, she was understanding.

But...

What’s the meaning of not calling???

This damned pride of hers wouldn’t let it go easily.

She felt a sudden discomfort inside, waiting in pain for the call.

The result...

The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable.

May: "..." feeling anxious inside, how should she explain this to Tiana?

"No answer?" Tiana raised an eyebrow, hands clenched tightly, her seemingly calm eyes harboring a profound ocean of waves.

May: "Maybe he’s bathing, after all, your Mr. Julian’s cleanliness is not just a little intense."

She stared at the phone in May’s hand for a long time, softly murmuring: "I’m in pain, could I get another dose of anesthetic from the doctor?"

May, full of pity, advised: "No, too much affects the brain’s nervous system."

Tiana seemed to get a clue, once Mr. Julian mentioned the mystery behind ’a woman stays silly for three years after a child.’

Memory decline due to pregnancy was a minor part; the major cause was post-anesthetic effects from childbirth.

Suddenly, she felt a bit uneasy; it was like the first time she hurt, and he wasn’t there.

This uncomfortably resembled the feeling she’d get as he embraced other animals.

The feeling was long-abandoned, so long it felt like an illusion.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and May picked up the handset with joy: "Tiana, it’s your Mr. Julian calling."