With that said, I looked up at Mrs. Eriksen who was serving us and said to her, “Have the chef prepare a few western dishes. Mr. Blondell is about to return to his country soon so we should see him off properly.”
“Understood,” she replied with a smile and made her way into the kitchen.
She had just reached the door when Sean’s voice stopped her, “Please don’t trouble yourself.”
He stood up abruptly and buttoned up the last button of his suit. Then, he said as he smoothened out his suit, “Your kindness has been delivered. I won’t be eating as I have no appetite. Besides, it’s time for my flight soon. Goodbye.”
“Take care.” He was still the representative of a large consortium after all. Even though our conversation earlier wasn’t quite pleasant, Emery and I still sent him off out of decorum.
We watched as he got into his car and his driver drove away. Emery stared into the distance and it was obvious that she was worried when she said, “You and your husband have completely offended Sean and the people behind him.”
I disagreed. “Is that so? I wouldn’t have known that I have such great capability if you hadn’t pointed out.”
“Stop being so sarcastic. I gathered some information and found that GW has never failed to get their hands on a project they have their eyes on. This could be a bad thing so both of you have to be careful.”
As she spoke, Emery took my arm and dragged me inside before changing the topic, “How’s the IVF going?”
“It’ll happen soon,” I answered. “I’ll be able to get the transplant the day after tomorrow. Then, I need to rest at home for half a month. We’ll be able to know if I can get pregnant after that.”
“Let’s hope that there will be good news,” she said with a sigh. “It was hard for you to get here. Let’s hope there won’t be any future trouble.”
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