Married a Childly Widow 3

9. That Word

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..."Hang in. I'll take you to the hospital." That was Jasmine's words between this man....

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Jasmine was in front of the ward. He had just taken care of the administration of the person he helped earlier. Given that the day was quite late, Jasmine decided to stay at this hospital.

At once to take care of the man who has been treated by a doctor. Fortunately, there were no serious injuries sustained by the man. Maybe it was just the pain from the blow he got and a little bruising on his face.

After entering the ward, Jasmine began to sit on the seat beside the stool. Jasmine selects 3rd class room service type. Because, the money he had was only able to occupy the 3rd class room.

Jasmine had also not contacted the family of this man. Considering he doesn't know who the family of this man is. It could be said that Jasmine felt familiar with the face of the person she was helping.

Jasmine had told her mother that she did not come home today. He did so that his mother would not worry about waiting for his return.

Besides, Jasmine could have just come home and left this man just like this hospital. But his conscience balked at that.

For a few minutes, Jasmine looked at the man's face. He tried to remember who this man was. In terms of face, he is a handsome man. But that was not the object of Jasmine's mind.

He only felt he had met before with this lying figure. And after quite a long time of being observed, one name flashed across Jasmine's mind.

"He's this Wilson? Aurora's sister, right?" As if unsure of the answer, Jasmine began looking for identification marks in the bag that had been used by this man.

...And, uh,...

...Meet....

The contents of the student card read the name 'Wilson Gryas Klein'. That means, this man is indeed the younger brother of Aurora Lily Klein and Jackson Zein Klein. And that means, this man is the youngest son of the Venson family.

Jasmine was surprised by the facts. Moreover, like the youngest child of this Venson experienced violence from his friend.

Jasmine's mind began to branch. On the one hand, he wanted to tell the Wilson family about his current whereabouts in the hospital.

But on the other hand, Jasmine refused to tell this to the Venson family. Because like, Wilson wouldn't like it until his family found out this was happening to him.

And Jasmine preferred the second option. According to the doctor's description. Wilson was not seriously injured. Only the effect of the blow will feel a little pain and scars caused by the blow he got.

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Slowly the warm rays generated from the sun, making the figure lying on the bench began to open his eyes. The light caused felt glare in the eyes of the person earlier. He turned his head to his left side. And it turned out that it was not only him who occupied this room.

From his right direction came the sound of a door that had just been opened. It made the person slowly start to look at the source of the sound.

The surprised response was given by the person as soon as he saw who had just opened the door.

"You're sober? Does it still hurt?" The question was uttered by Jasmine who had just walked into the ward.

He had just come from outside to buy food. Before leaving, Jasmine still saw that Wilson was still asleep in her cage.

"Why are you here?" ask Jasmine who is currently putting her food on the nightstand.

"You forgot what happened last night?" As if reminded, the memory of last night's events rotates automatically in Wilson's mind.

After remembering, Wilson looked back at Jasmine who was sitting on the chair next to his stool. "So you helped me?"

Instead of answering, Jasmine thrust a bowl of porridge at Wilson. "Can you eat alone or do I need a bribe?"

Wilson shook his head slowly. And was interpreted by Jasmine as not for her offer earlier. "alright. It was eaten first. The doctor said you should get plenty of rest and take medicine."

Wilson received the porridge that Jasmine had thrust on him. Can Wilson see, if it's a typical hospital porridge. About taste? Obviously don't ask anymore.

Seeing Wilson who was just staring at the porridge was not tasteful, making Jasmine again open her voice. "Why? Don't want to eat?"

No response from Wilson. Jasmine again ate the food she had bought. Both are soluble in their own activities. Even Jasmine had already disposed of the traces of the sterofom she had just used.

"You've taken the medicine?" Wilson nodded in response. Seeing that response, Jasmine simply sniffed her shoulders.

"May I ask you something?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"I'm guessing this isn't the first time you've been hurt like this." Whether it's a question or a statement, it's clearly a bit of a fidget.

The gesture displayed by Wilson unknowingly, made Jasmine raise her eyebrows. Without even answering, Jasmine already knew the answer.

"There is no need to answer if you don't answer."

Jasmine started picking up her phone. He was going to tell Venson this. After all, Venson must know the state of this child.

"What do you want?" Wilson asked like that, seeing Jasmine struggling with her phone. "Connect with your father." Jasmine replied casually.

Without a warning, Wilson immediately grabbed Jasmine's phone and kept it away from her hand. Jasmine was shocked, who would have thought that Wilson would take the phone.

"Give me back my phone." asked Jasmine to Wilson, to return the phone.

"Don't tell my daddy." said Wilson with a tone of plea.

Of course Jasmine was made clueless by Wilson's intentions, hiding this from her own father. "Why?"

Quite a word that Jasmine asked Wilson. But there was no answer that Jasmine could hear. Taking a deep breath, Jasmine finally nodded.

"Okay, I'm not gonna tell your dad that. But please give me back my phone now."

Wilson still hasn't given the phone to Jasmine. Because, he doubted Jasmine's words earlier. The flutter of disbelief was caught clearly in Jasmine's sight, making Jasmine again sigh patiently.

"If you don't believe it, yes. But clearly, what good is it that I told your father about this. Besides, I still have a lot of business and I don't have time to take care of things that are none of my business. So please give me back my phone."

With a slow motion, Wilson began returning the phone to Jasmine. After all, what Jasmine said was true as well. What good was Jasmine telling her father about her current condition.

After putting his phone in the bag. Jasmine began to rise from her sitting position. "I'm willing to go first. I have business to take care of."

Jasmine doesn't care. But he had to go to work. So he had no choice but to leave Wilson in the hospital. After all, Wilson must be safe under the protection of this hospital.

Wilson didn't say anything. He just nodded at a glance. He wanted to thank me, but he was too embarrassed to say that.

Just a few steps Jasmine walked. He stopped his steps again and turned to look at Wilson who was also staring at him.

"Whatever the problem is, you better tell your family. After all, your family needs to know your current condition. At least tell one of your brothers your problem, if you're afraid to tell your father."

Jasmine gave a faint smile towards Wilson, before she resumed her halted steps.

Wilson fell silent as soon as the long sentence spoken by Jasmine earlier, made it into his mind. I don't know what reason Wilson didn't want to tell his family.

Even though Wilson knew that Jasmine's words were true. But he just felt not ready to tell the problem to his father and his two brothers.

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