The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 438

Chapter 438

Nolan calmly answered, “Yes, there’s no need for me to stay in the hospital.” He then looked at Quincy. “Get me a ticket to go home for the morning after tomorrow.”

Quincy froze. “But your body.”

“I know my condition.” Nolan had made up his mind.

Quincy guiltily looked at Titus, who shook his arms and said, “He can just go if he wants to. I have no say in this anymore.” He angrily swung his arms and walked out.

Maisie bit her lip and walked to Nolan. “You should listen to Grandpa. It’s not too late to go back a few days later.”

It was a long flight. What should they do if his wound opened up mid-way?

Nolan looked at her coldly, his lips tightly pressed together. Maisie felt cold for an instant because she was not used to this. “Nolan?”

“I have to get back.” He got up without an explanation and walked to get his clothes. When he took off his gown, Maisie could clearly see the bandage on his back. Other than the bullet wound, there were new knife wounds. probably from the fight with the man in black?

Maisie walked to him and hugged him from behind feeling his warmth, but there was a hint of coldness.

Nolan stopped putting on his clothes, his lips tightly pressed together.

“Nolan, you haven’t recovered.” Her voice was soft, like a breeze in the night that stole his heart away.

Nolan’s eyes grew dark. He turned around, pulled her arms away, and quietly said, “Stop that.”

Seeing him put on his shirt, Maisie helped him button up. Nolan didn’t say a word but didn’t stop her.

When she finished buttoning him, she looked down.” Nolan, are you… really hiding something from me?” She looked up at him.

She could feel that Nolan was acting unusual that day and was more distant?

“Alright,” she replied.

Maisie asked, “You’re going back today?”

Madam Nera nodded. “Yes, an afternoon flight. What about you?”

Maisie awkwardly smiled. “The day after tomorrow.”

“Contact me when you’re back. I’m going back today.” Madam Nera’s assistant pushed her wheelchair away while Maisie was still seated in her spot, thinking while looking out the window.

“Ms. Zora.”

Maisie turned around when she heard that voice and saw Jones. She paused before smiling. “You’re having a meal here too?” “Yes, and I bumped into you.” Jones looked at the two sets of cutlery on the table. “Are you here with… your husband?”