The Foreign Softness

##Chapter 89 Small Tricks

A few days passed, I was swept by Cindy to get down to walk. Although the injured leg was still not powered up, I was already able to practice walking. If I lay down like this, I was really afraid I would become paralyzed.

I walked back and forth in the hospital corridor on crutches. Every step is hard. Every step of the way, my left leg hurt, but it didn't break my determination to walk.

But after just a few walks back and forth, my forehead was already sweating and my clothes were wet.

The elevator door opened in front of me, someone walked out and I didn't look up. I kept practicing walking on crutches.

However, I felt that man suddenly stopped.

I raised my eyes to see. Suddenly I saw the man's eyes which were like glass beads.

"Why you?"

The Fifth Young Master frowned and looked at my feet in disbelief.

"There was an accident and my leg was broken" I said in a flat tone.

Fifth Young Master's teary eyes darkened in an instant, "Why don't I know what's going on?"

This young master had changed his arrogance and temperament in the past, he even seemed to care about me.

"A month ago" I answered.

The Fifth Young Master said, "Is this the work of Joan's people?"

Aky quiet. If it wasn't for Joan being ordered, I'm sure Stella wouldn't have this great ability. He could still escape after killing someone.

The Fifth Young Master cursed, "Damn it, Joan, how dare he oppress my woman!"

My ears throbbed for a moment, I looked at the Fifth Young Master in astonishment, but the Fifth Young Master did not seem to see my gaze, "I must ask him for an explanation!"

The Fifth Young Master turned around and walked to the elevator again, he just left. I don't even know what he's doing in the hospital. Maybe the patient he wanted to meet was still waiting for him in the ward, but he just left....

I feel ashamed.

I went back to the ward on crutches. I looked at the car passing by outside the window, I don't know if Fifth Young Master's car has left?

At night, Denis called and said, "Mother, I'm very good here with Grandma Jasmine. My grandmother taught me to read and tell stories for me."

Denis's small mouth was constantly talking incessantly, the little boy was relatively quiet, like his father Candra, but today he spoke a lot. This really surprised me, "Then?"

Denis said, "Grandmother played the piano for me, it was so sweet. Mom, I want to learn piano too. I want to play a good song for Mom."

"What a great mother's son."

I listened to Denis words with a smile, my heart filled with deep love and satisfaction. If Denis was born in my marriage to Candra, I still have a great salary and maybe I'll hire a piano teacher for Denis. I wish she could play the most beautiful and melodious music.

Denis talked to me for a long time, he also called me mother many times. Even though we already didn't know what else to discuss, he was still reluctant to turn off the phone. Until Jasmine said she'd take him to see me in the morning.

I fell asleep in my son's dream. In that dream, my son played the piano seriously, beautiful music filled my dreams.

In my dream, someone vaguely spoke in a warm voice, "Some of this time I won't come to see you. I want to do something. If anything happens to me, you have to live well with Denis."

It seems like a dream, but it's not. The voice is very familiar. I faintly saw Candra lying beside my bed, with tears in her eyes. When I wanted to wipe away those tears, I didn't manage to touch them. Suddenly I felt a pain in my heart and woke up.

In the ward, except for the nurse who took care of me at night sleeping soundly in the other bed, the room was quiet and there was no one there.

Did I just dream?

But it feels very real.

I wanted to get up, but I dropped the phone I had placed next to the bed before I went to bed. The little nurse was awakened by that voice, she opened her eyes and looked at me in surprise, "Sister, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, please help me get my phone," I said.

The little nurse got up from the bed, then picked up the phone and handed it to me, I asked, "Did you see someone come in just now?"

The little nurse shook her head with a blank expression, "No, there's no one."

"Okay, get some sleep."

I lay down again holding my phone. I haven't slept for a long time. Two hours later, I fell asleep again.

At nine in the morning, Jasmine actually came along with Denis. The little boy was wearing new clothes and pants. He's like a handsome little guy. As Jasmine clasped her hands while walking in, a sound came from her shoes and a flash of colored lights flashed on her shoes.

As soon as the little boy saw me, he spread out his arms and ran, "Mother."

I hugged the little guy and stroked his hair attentively, "Honey, Mom misses you too."

Denis held up his little head that was inside my arms, his eyes were bright black like stars, "Mom, grandma taught me to learn piano, grandma also praised me very smart."

"Well, Denis is very intelligent" I said lovingly.

Jasmine said, "Denis has a talent for music. As time goes on, he'll definitely become even more powerful."

I was immediately relieved, "Mom Jasmine, thank you for taking care of Denis. Some time now, I've been troubling you."

Jasmine looked at me with a funny look, "Dumb girl, I already said I want to enjoy the pleasure of taking care of grandchildren, why are you thanking me? I'm the one who should thank you. I've been living alone all this time. I never knew there was a child by my side that would feel so good."

Jasmine's eyes deepened. At that moment, he seemed to be thinking about the past, he shook his head gently. I saw a deep feeling of sadness in his eyes.

As I was pensive, I heard Denis say to the person at the door, "Grandfather."

Jasmine and I looked at the ward door almost simultaneously. There was a middle-aged man standing there. He wore a handsome black suit and stared blankly at Jasmine.

This man is Rinaldi.

Jasmine turned her face away, looked at Denis and her slender fingers lightly touched Denis's small nose, "Denis, what do you want for lunch? Grandma asked Aunt Lani to make it for you."

Jasmine talked to Denis, but I could sense that she was deliberately avoiding Rinaldi.

Rinaldi also looked at Jasmine for a moment, he pulled his confused expression and walked in.

"Clara, how are you? Can you walk?" ask Rinaldi with prohatin.

"I can walk with the help of crutches."

I smiled at Rinaldi, Rinaldi sighed, "You guys have really suffered."

He turned his head and said to Denis, "Denis, will you stay with Grandpa? Your mother's hurt right now and can't take care of you. Will you come with Grandpa and come back when you're cured?"

Denis shook his head, "Denis lives with Grandma Jasmine."

Rinaldi looked at Jasmine's face. While Jasmine was still as calm as before, she lowered her head and hugged Denis. Don't know what he's thinking.

"You're taking care of Denis, it's been troubling you."

As he said this, I had no idea what Rinaldi's mood was like, but his eyes were very complicated.

Jasmine held Denis and said lightly, "Not bothersome, it should be. Denis, let's go with grandma, I'll take a break."

"Oh."

Denis waved his little hand at me, "Mom, goodbye."

As if thinking of something, he waved to Rinaldi, "Goodbye Grandpa."

"Congratulations...."

Rinaldi raised his hand, but his arm seemed to be holding a rock, looking heavy and stiff in the air, not knowing how to wave, while Denis had been carried away by Jasmine.

Rinaldi turned around with a sour expression, "Clara, you take care of your health. Uncle will come see you another day."

Rinaldi walked out with a very sour expression.

Rinaldi seemed to have something to say. While Jasmine showed a cold expression, which made me even more convinced that they had once had a relationship that no one else knew about.

I took the crutches and was about to go for a walk. At this moment, two men walked in. One held a flower and the other carried a large fruit basket containing all sorts of beautiful fruits.

"Are you Miss Clara? This is a gift from Joan. Please take it."

The two men placed flowers and fruit on top of the cupboard. Then, they bowed politely to me and turned away.

These two uninvited guests stunned me for a moment, how could Joan give me something? Could it be that he was carrying out evil intentions on me?

At this moment, my phone suddenly rang, I put down the crutches and answered the phone.

"Miss Clara? I'm Joan."

The voice coming from the phone made my whole body shudder, as soon as my face paled.

Joan said, "I heard you were hurt, I specifically sent two subordinates to visit, how? Do you like the things I give you?"

Me, "What do you mean? Do you mean to be evil to me?"

Joan, "Miss Clara is joking. Miss Clara is the lady of the Fifth Young Master. No matter how stupid I am, I wouldn't dare to touch the Fifth Young Master's woman either, would I?"

"Miss Clara take care of your health, I'm not bothering you anymore. When Miss Clara gets out of the hospital, please let me know. I'll be the host to serve Miss Clara."

Joan's voice echoed in my ear, but I was shocked.

Joan clearly showed her kindness to me. How come?

At that moment, someone went inside. He was wearing extremely beautiful casual clothes, his handsome face was filled with an air of disdain for others.

"Joan's men have come?" ask the Fifth Young Master.

I nodded, "Did you do it?"

Surely the Fifth Young Master pressed Joan, until Joan sent the goods and called.

The Fifth Young Master smiled faintly and sat down on the chair opposite me, he looked in a good mood, "Your brain is quite smart."

"What have you done?"

I feel weird. With what Joan said just now, right now she shouldn't be making things difficult for me and Denis anymore.

The Fifth Young Master said, "Only a small trick. You don't need to know much, you just need to know I've helped you."