Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved novel Chapter 43

Jennifer's POV: 

Although I promised Anthony that I wouldn't go to the hospital to take care of Daniel, I was still worried about him.

In particular, when I received a message from the doctor saying that Daniel had finally regained consciousness, I wanted to go and see him.

Otherwise, I would seem too ungrateful.

Therefore, I carefully brought up the matter to Anthony.

As soon as I finished my words, Anthony's face turned cold again, but in the end, he agreed.

"Okay, but I'm coming with you." He left me no room to refuse.

"Okay," I replied.

Anthony smiled and gave me a tight hug.

When the two of us arrived at the hospital, Anthony entered Daniel's ward first.

I followed him in and closed the door behind me.

Daniel's eyes widened in surprise as soon as he saw Anthony.

It was obvious that he was so flattered by Anthony's visit that he wanted to sit up, but he was too weak to do so.

I hurried forward to help Daniel sit up.

"There's no need to be so formal when you're sick," Anthony said to Daniel, who was about to salute him.

Daniel glanced at me in confusion before turning back to Anthony.

"Mr.Jones, what are you doing here?"

"I happened to run into Mr.Jones downstairs, so he came here with me," I answered immediately.

After all, my relationship with Anthony could not be made public, so I came up with an excuse on the spot.

For some reason, when I glanced at Anthony, I saw him glaring at me.

Did I say anything wrong? He was the one who told me that we had to hide our relationship for the time being.

Daniel looked back and forth between Anthony and me in puzzlement.

I didn’t know what he was thinking.

Since neither of the guys took the initiative to speak, the atmosphere soon grew awkward.

I winked at Anthony and said, "Mr.Jones, please have a seat."

Anthony sat on a chair by the window and patted the seat next to him, motioning for me to join him.But I shook my head at him, turned around, and picked up an apple on the table.

"How about I peel an apple for you?" I asked Daniel.

Daniel nodded with a smile.

But just when I picked up the fruit knife, Anthony hurried over, snatched it, and said, "Let me peel it."

In a daze, I watched Anthony take the apple from my hand and clumsily peel it with the knife.

It seemed that he had never peeled an apple by himself before; his movements were clumsy.

But there was a serious, focused expression on his face, as if he was handling something precious.

It was a pleasing sight to see.

"Daniel, would you like some water?"

I didn't know what to do, so I picked up the kettle to pour some water for Daniel.

"Let me do it."

Anthony immediately put down the apple, which he hadn't finished peeling yet, and walked over with an empty glass.

"Mr.Jones..."

Daniel struggled to get up with a frightened look on his face.

By the time I realized what he was doing, he was already standing up on the floor.

He hadn't recovered yet, and he had been lying in the bed for days, so his limbs were weak.

As soon as he stood up, he staggered and was about to fall.