Chapter 106 - Sorry To Interrupt You

"Just give up." The doctor took off his glasses and pinched his eyebrows. His fingers were exceptionally long and slender, as if he was born to be a doctor. All his movement was extremely pleasing to the eye.

Jaquan frowned in displeasure. "Why?"

The doctor replied, "If I were a woman and you and Vincent were standing in front of me, I would definitely choose Vincent."

Jaquan raised his leg, intending to kick him. "Scram. You are intentionally satirizing me."

"No, I'm analyzing the situation for you. Arabella has been leading a comfortable life for so many years and stayed abroad for four years abroad. But she still can't forget her sweetheart when she comes back. Think about it. How many years have it been?"

Jaquan was silent for a moment.

"I have loved her for many years."

"You're too superficial." The doctor took off his mask, revealing his chin which was covered with stubbles. "Other than her appearance, what else do you like about her? Her soul?"

Before Jaquan could refute, he sneered. "Don't be ridiculous. Arabella is self-willed and spoiled. You don't know how strangely nurses looked at me when I massaged Arabella's foot last time."

...

"Alright, I'm going to make the wards round. Think about it carefully." The doctor patted Jaquan's shoulder and said before he left, "Actually, she is nice. Her voice is quite pleasant."

Jaquan asked blankly, "What do you mean?"

"She let out a cry in pain."

"Collin, you are sick." Jaquan said angrily, "Beast!"

"..."

The doctor looked at Jaquan curiously. "Arabella had been shouting in front of me for such a long time, yet you didn't lose your temper. This single mother groaned in front of me once. You called me a beast."

"..."

Jaquan also felt that he was making a fuss. He coughed softly, "I just feel that you were extremely obscene just now."

The doctor examined Jaquan in disbelief.

Jaquan kicked him. "Get lost."

Jaquan was worried that Collin would fall for Emma. After all, Emma was a little different from other women. She was especially tolerant and cold.

However, Collin liked this type. When he was in school, he liked domineering girls, and he dated this kind of girl. Once his girlfriend changed to be tender, he would be tired of her and dumped her.

It seemed that Collin still was fond of this type of woman.

Jaquan looked at Emma through the ward window. The caregiver stayed by the bed. Emma hadn't woken up with her eyes closed. Jaquan took a look at his watch, finding that it was one o'clock in the second half of the night.

He walked back with the stack of money in his arms and sent a message to Armando via WeChat. "You're doomed."

Halfway through the way, Jaquan received a phone call from the caregiver. He was worried that Emma needed to pay or something, so he left his phone number for the caregiver. He didn't expect that something would happen so soon.

Jaquan pressed the answer button and asked somewhat wearily, "What's wrong?"

"That young lady is gone." The caregiver said hurriedly, "She just woke up. I planned to help her wash up. I just went to pour some water, and she disappeared."

"What?" Jaquan pulled over and massaged his eyebrows. "Go to the bathroom to look for her. Perhaps...."

The caregiver returned, "I just asked nurses. Someone saw that she went out. She should be out of the hospital."

Jaquan got stuck for words, as if a thorn was stuck in his throat. After hanging up, he smashed the steering wheel fiercely. What the hell was going on?

He drove the car back, looking for Emma along the way. It was the middle of the night. He didn't know what was wrong with Emma.

Shit! He saw Emma limping to the side of the road from a distance. It seemed that she wanted to take a taxi, for she was looking at the traffic.

Jaquan parked the car beside her. She probably didn't recognize Jaquan. She bowed and asked, "Hello, may I ask...."

The car window was rolled down, revealing Jaquan's face.

Emma was stunned before she silently retreated back.

Jaquan took out a cigarette from the inner side of his coat and took a deep breath. Then, he threw the cigarette out and got out of the car. He walked up to her and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Jaquan thought that Emma would ignore him. He didn't expect that after a moment of silence, she would speak. However, her voice was a little hoarse. "I don't want to be hospitalized."

The autumn wind was cold in the evening. With thin clothes, she stood at the intersection, trembling slightly from the wind. Especially the shin of her injured leg was exposed to the air. She didn't wear shoes, and her skin was not particularly fair. But her feet were delicate and her fingernails were pink.

Jaquan shifted his gaze back to her face and asked in a friendly voice, "Then where do you want to sleep so late at night? A hotel?"

Emma shook her head.

Jaquan didn't know what to do. "What do you want? You want to live in my house, don't you?"

Emma thought for a moment and then looked up at him. "Yes, sorry to disturb you."

...

Was this woman crazy?

**

Bigwigs in City Y chose to hold a bachelor's party on the eve of Singles' Day. It was very grandly called a bachelor's party, though in truth it was nothing more than a sex one.

Only the real dandy in City Y could get invitations for this kind of activity, such as Ferne.

The moment he received the invitation, he scolded, "I'm married! How many times do you want me to say it?"

However, when he got off work, he dressed up and wore perfume before going to the party with the invitation.

This was a single villa with three floors in the suburbs. There were security guards and security batons at the entrance. Besides, there was a super large bag that was used to store mobile phones. Everyone had to turn off their phones and throw them into this bag. Otherwise, they would not be allowed to enter the villa.

Anyone who came in only needed to enjoy it. The organizer of the bachelor party would take care of everything else.

Ferne looked at his watch before turning off his phone. At 12:30 in the morning, most of the people in City Y slept soundly, but the nightlife here had just begun.

Ferne had just entered when he encountered a few acquaintances. They tacitly looked at each other, and then they smiled at each other in unison. They exchanged glances with each other about the reason why they appeared here.

"Hey, I didn't expect to see you here."

"Aren't you here as well?"

"Yes, yes."

"Don't tell my wife."

"Definitely. Keep it as a secret from my wife."

"..."

Many people were married and pretended to be single. However, the organizers did not refuse to allow married men to join. Thus, those married men became even more arrogant. Almost as soon as they entered, they took advantage of the girl standing by the door, regardless of whether or not she was any man's partner.

In their minds, all the females that appeared in this villa tonight could be suppressed beneath their bodies.

Ferne followed behind them and watched as they extended their hands towards the girls one after another. Those girls were somewhat young and charming, but they didn't feel any grievances or sadness after being offended. Seeing this, Ferne sighed deeply.

Somewhat, he had been less and less interested in women lately.

He treated his wife as an ornament. Unless he came home for the New Year, he didn't want to see her face that was full of hyaluronic acid.

Randy and the others had been laughing at him. They wondered if he had gone too far in his early years, so now he suffered from kidney deficiency.

Perhaps Ferne was too boring. He stayed at the hotel day after day and year after year. The novelty wore off quickly, but he was not young anymore. He was not a youth in his early twenties. He did not have patience or energy. He only wanted to keep muddling along. But life was so long, so he couldn't just mess around.

The villa suddenly darkened. Someone turned off the lights. Then a beam of light fell on the second floor. A man stood in the middle of the light. He wore a white vampire mask, leaving his lips and chin visible. He held a microphone in one hand and slowly took a few steps.. Resting the other hand on the railing, he shouted, "Welcome to the bachelor party tonight."