Her voice was full of horror. "No, I don't want you. You're horrible..."
A bitter smile appeared on Jacob's face.
"Cherry, don't be afraid of me..."
"No," she shrank in the arms of Simon, trembling. "I don't like you. I don't like you when I see you..."
She felt so bad, so bad.
As long as she left this man, the uncomfortable feeling would leave her!
She covered her ears and said, "I don't want to hear his voice. I feel bad..."
She didn't know how to describe her feelings, so she could only refuse in such a simple way.
It was not right for Simon to hug her. Simon didn't know what to do. He could only put her on the wheelchair and said, "He is... Your... "
Jacob's lips were trembling.
After a while, he said, "I'm your attending doctor." He rubbed his nose and said, "Can I go with you?"
She turned her back to Jacob and shook her head to express her resistance.
Simon looked at her and then at Jacob.
However, Jacob smiled and said, "Then, you go with her."
At this moment, he could use heartbroken to describe his mood at the moment.
He just watched her being pushed out of the ward by Simon, and his heart was full of bitterness.
Simon became more nervous.
"You... Don't you remember him? " He asked tentatively.
Cherry blinked innocently, "I don't remember him!"
Her answer was heartless and firm. She was totally different from the shrewd and capable woman he knew before.
"You..." He looked down at her and suddenly crouched down to look at her. He even reach
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skin covering her bone.
She hadn't eaten well recently?
He looked at the small hand with fascination until she stretched out half of her face from the ward again.
Except for a pair of particularly big eyes, the other parts of her face were all smaller.
Her face was fair, and her eyes were black. There was a bit of timidity in her panic expression, which was totally not the same Cherry as before.
However, her expression was like a needle stabbing into his heart, making him feel painful.
He looked at her. She shrank her head, sat on the ground and poked her whole face out from the door.
"Hello..." She called softly.
Her voice was soft and low, like a helpless cat.
He couldn't help but stride forward.
She shrank back again.
But he had already walked to her.
The man in front of her was tall and cool. She could only blink her eyes and bury her little face in her arms timidly.
He squatted down and said, "Your legs are not fully recovered. You can't sit on the ground." He looked around and asked, "Where are the others?"
"No one else." She said sulkily, "I'm always alone..."
He frowned.
She was suddenly in the air.
She fumbled around in panic and held his neck smoothly.
He gently put her on the bed, but she still held him.
He looked at her and said, "I have to go. I'll find someone to keep you company. "
"Can't you accompany me?" She looked at him too.
He smiled bitterly, "Have you forgotten? You said I was horrible. You don't want to be with me. "