My Sweetheart novel Chapter 624

It was late at night. Few people came to the hospital at this time.

In the fine rain, Joseph looked down and found that the car seat and carpet were stained with blood. "Get this car washed tomorrow," Joseph said.

"Yes, Sir," the driver responded and asked, "Mr Joseph, are you going back to your apartment now?"

Recently, Joseph was temporarily staying in Country F, living in a luxurious downtown apartment.

"Let's take a look around first." Joseph thought for a while and replied.

His thumb unconsciously stroked the smooth edge of the phone, flipping the phone open and closed absentmindedly.

The car was running smoothly on a quiet road in Country F. Suddenly, Joseph's phone rang and broke the silence. It was Zofia.

"Joseph, you left me alone at the banquet," Zofia said quietly.

She did not dare to question Joseph. She just felt very aggrieved and upset.

"Sorry." Joseph frowned.

"I'm going back to City N. How long are you going to stay here?"

"I might stay for a while." Joseph did not think about this either.

However, since he had come to Country F, he would not return to City N in a short time.

"You won't stay here forever, will you?" Zofia muttered.

"No," Joseph replied firmly.

"Okay, I get it."

After hanging up the phone, Joseph frowned and suddenly a blurry figure came to mind.

He dialed John's number and said, "Find out the name of the girl who approached me tonight."

John quickly replied, "I'll do it now."

Joseph hung up the phone. In the dark night, he suddenly felt a little annoyed by his impulse just now. He couldn't even figure out why he walked over to scoop Kathy at that moment.

There was no doubt that the two of them had nothing to do with each other anymore.

The only thing left between them was hatred.

Yes, he hated her.

Joseph looked out of the window in the heavy rain, feeling anxious.

However, when he got back to his apartment, he unexpectedly found that Zofia was waiting for him at the door.

"Why are you here?" Joseph asked coldly.

"I know what happened tonight," Zofia said sullenly.

She heard from her fellows who also attended the banquet that the president of the Boston Hospital had left the hotel with a woman in his arms worriedly.

"So?" Joseph was still as indifferent as usual.

"Joseph, every time you gave me a sullen look, it was because of Kathy." Zofia finally lost her temper.

"Something happened to her, and she was sent to the hospital."

"She's not dead, is she?" Zofia shouted hysterically.

Upon hearing this, Joseph's eyes went cold and cruel.

"Get out of here."

He only left this cruel word and closed the door.

Zofia stood outside the door coldly, and her beautiful face was covered with tears. It had been three years. Why couldn't he let go of that woman!

At this moment, in the hospital.

Kathy had fallen asleep after the surgery. Jaydon came over to take care of Kathy. He comforted Jennifer and asked her to go back with Karl first.

Kathy smiled and said, "I am fine."

"Are you close with Joseph?" Vivian couldn't help but ask.

"No," Kathy frowned and answered awkwardly.

"You won't believe those rumors, will you? They're all fake." When Kathy said this, she looked very natural.

Seeing Kathy talking to her frankly, Vivian did not ask anymore, but her sixth sense told her that there was something between Kathy and Joseph ... It was a little strange.

However, Kathy was beautiful and had many admirers in the hospital, so it seemed reasonable for Joseph being nice to her.

In the next two weeks, Kathy worked overtime every day. The hospital had started recruiting, but the interviews and evaluations would take at least a few months. Therefore, it was hard for Kathy to have a day off.

On her way back to the Bridges House on the weekend, Kathy rubbed her eyes wearily. The street lamps on both sides were glimmering, making the avenue look more beautiful.

Kathy suddenly stopped the car by the road and trotted to a flower shop which was still open.

In the shop, the young shopkeeper was sitting behind the counter, surfing the Internet absentmindedly and taking a look outside frequently.

This flower shop was near Kathy's apartment. She often bought flowers here, so she knew the shopkeeper very well. Today was the first time that she saw the shop opening so late.

"What can I do for you?" the shopkeeper stood up and greeted, "Why do you come so late today?"

"I work overtime," Kathy looked at the flowers in the shop. Just a few of them left, being scattered in the pails.

Kathy randomly picked up a few and handed them to the shopkeeper. "It's rare to see you opening the shop so late," Kathy said.

The shopkeeper pointed to a large bunch of lilies on the side and said, "This was ordered by a customer who had paid for it a long time ago but did not came to take it. I told him that I could deliver the flowers to him by express, but he said there was no enough time. He told me that the flowers were for the person he liked, so I could only wait for him here."

"You're really responsible," Kathy praised sincerely and took over her bunch of flowers which seemed a little messy.

"Oh, he's here!" The shopkeeper suddenly stood up and said to the man with a smile, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Sorry, I'm late ..."

A young man rushed into the shop. At the moment when he spoke, Kathy was stunned. This voice was too familiar to her.