Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 64

Half an hour had passed after Leah’s wound was treated.

“Charles, you’ve postponed a meeting to accompany me to the doctors. I don’t know how to thank you anymore,” Leah blinked and said softly. “How about I pay you back by cooking for you? I’ve recently learned a couple of new dishes.”

“That’s fine. I prefer the chef’s cooking.” Charles looked at the two layers of gauze wrapped around the back of her hand. The bulge in his trousers as he thought about Sophia and his extremely unnatural walking posture made his brows frown slightly.

Leah pouted her lips slightly and said in a rebuking manner, “My culinary skills are certainly incomparable with the chef’s, but it’s the thought that counts.”

“I have to rush back to the company, so you should go back on your own.” Charles was not at all swayed by her coquettishness. He took massive strides as he walked out of the ward, looking a little more hurried compared to usual.

Leah watched as his shadow disappeared from the doorway and sighed lightly. She was smiling, particularly bitterly.

Charles went straight to the doctor’s office with a bit of eagerness that he was unaware of.

“Mr. Harris.” The doctor seemed to have been waiting a long time. As soon as he walked in, he immediately got up and placed his gaze on Charles’ wet trousers. “Do you… really not want me to help with that?”

When he was bandaging Ms. Jones earlier, he had offered to treat Mr. Harris’ wound but was rejected.

“No need.” Charles was straight to the point. “Is Sophia’s burn serious?”

The doctor replied, “A second-degree burn. I’d say it’s quite serious, but they’re not as terrible as you’d think. She just needs to rest for some time, and it’ll be fine. It’s just that…”

“What is it?” Charles lowered his head and tugged on the wrinkles on his suit.

“The scalded area shouldn’t be moved too much to prevent the wound from rubbing onto the gauze. It’ll increase the healing time of the wound.” The doctor was getting somewhat angry. “But Ms. White is refusing to cooperate with me, she…”

Charles’ phone began to vibrate once more. He lifted his wrist to look at the time and said lightly, “I got it. She’ll listen.”

Once he finished his sentence, he ignored the bewildered doctor and walked outside to pick up his phone. “Yes. I’m on my way there, so ask the people from FH to wait a bit.”

After a little discussion from the other line, he sneered. “If he doesn’t want to wait, then let him walk. We’re not lacking in terms of partners.”

Charles only hung up the phone once he exited the hospital. He happened to see Leah waiting next to the Bentley. “Why haven’t you left?”

“I just came down and saw your car still parked over here, so I waited for a while.” Leah smiled and said casually, “Why’d you just come out now, Charles?”

Charles opened the car door and carried her into the car. Then, he placed her wheelchair into the trunk. “Were you spying on me?”

“I’m just simply asking. If you don’t want to tell me, then there’s no need to.” Leah fastened her seat belt and straightened out her slightly messy long hair.

Charles sat in the driver’s seat and started the car. “Once we’ve arrived in the company, I’ll arrange for someone to take you home.”

“I originally planned to ask my brother to come and pick me up.” Leah frowned, somewhat distressed. “But when I came out, I happened to see Sophia going into my brother’s car and leaving with him.”

Charles held the steering wheel with one hand and tapped it with the other hand unconsciously.

“Charles, I’ll be depending on you on my brother’s engagement day,” Leah said and bit her lip. “I don’t want to think that badly of Sophia. But, she… I just can’t rest assured. If she goes to the wedding and stirs trouble, the Jones and the Sommers family will become a laughing stock.”

The traffic light turned green, and the Bentley accelerated suddenly.