“Osborn, how are you feeling today?” Jane walked into the hospital room and saw Osborn awake, holding a book of essays in his hand.
“The doctor said I might have to stay here for observation for a while longer, but I feel like I’m already better…” Osborn put down the book when he saw Jane and spoke honestly.
He had been lying in bed every day now, feeling like a mushroom that couldn’t go anywhere or move around freely. He also felt bad about constantly bothering Jane to come see him at the hospital.
More importantly, he wanted to get discharged as soon as possible so he could officially ask Jane what her answer was.
“Jane, how’s the progress on set? I remember there are still several important scenes that haven’t been filmed yet. I’m worried that if I keep going like this, it will slow down production and I won’t make it to any film festivals after release.”
Just thinking about filming made Osborn frown and speak urgently.
Jane had already informed the director to try their best to film scenes without male lead roles during Osborn’s hospitalization period. But even with just those segments alone, it would take almost half a month of work before they could completely wrap up filming without him there.
Right now though, what was most important was Osborn’s health.
“I’ve already talked with everyone on set so you don’t need to worry. They’ll finish filming everything without you first so you can focus on getting better in the hospital. And when you come back, most of your scenes will be dialogue-based anyway.”
Jane comforted him softly while nurses came in for check-ups asking about his injuries.
“But I still want to go back and film,” Osborn spoke truthfully since he was an artist who took pride in his work ethic. “This accident wasn’t anyone’s fault but mine; if everyone has been waiting for me all this time, then it wouldn’t sit right with me.”
“It’s okay, everyone knows about your situation now. You don’t have to worry, just rest well.”
Jane had been running back and forth between the hospital and the company these past few days, and Osborn knew she was busy. Although he wanted to return to the set, he didn’t want to make her worry, so he simply nodded.
Guavo Airport.
A tall figure carrying luggage stepped out from inside airport doors; taking one deep breath before removing her sunglasses revealing a smile.
Freda, no wait, Ann now.
[Jane, I’m back]
She knew that Osborn was currently staying at the hospital; throughout her journey home from Guavo Airport, all radio stations were discussing news related towards his accident non-stop…
Ann couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Osborn. She arrived at the hospital and asked the nurse at the front desk which room Osborn was in. As she approached his room, she noticed that the door was slightly ajar and could hear laughter coming from inside.
She peeked inside and saw Jane sitting next to Osborn, cutting fruit for him. He had a big smile on his face as he looked at her.
It seemed like even after all this time, Osborn still had feelings for Jane…
The more Ann thought about it, the angrier she became. Her eyes grew cold as she watched Jane leave. When she was out of sight, Ann clenched her fists in frustration.
Jane left the hospital and got into her car to go back to work. After driving for a few minutes, a slender woman appeared out of nowhere with a phone in hand looking very urgent. By the time Jane noticed her car horn blaring it was too late.
“Ah!”
Jane widened her eyes and quickly stepped on the brakes.
Luckily, she made it in time.
She had watched helplessly as the woman was hit just now. Although she had braked in time and probably hadn’t caused any serious injuries, some minor bruises were unavoidable.
Jane hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car. She saw the woman sitting on the ground in front of the car, with a scrape on her right knee.
“Ouch…” The woman frowned, looking in pain. She involuntarily took a sharp breath and tried to reach out to touch the wound, but her hand froze in mid-air, unable to move.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it was not intentional. Here, let me help you up.” Jane quickly apologized to the woman, extending her hand cautiously to assist her in standing up.
Due to the injury on her leg, the woman limped as she walked, but she only smiled and didn’t seem to mind.
“It’s okay, I was on the phone just now, having an argument with someone… I didn’t notice the car coming either, so I’m at fault too.”
Jane breathed a sigh of relief. This woman spoke gently, and she didn’t seem like a troublemaker.
However, despite that, Jane still felt apologetic. “Coincidentally, I know there’s a hospital nearby. Let me take you there to get your wound treated. After all, it was my fault in the first place.”
“Well… thank you. But it shouldn’t be a big deal. I think it’ll be fine with just some bandaging. You don’t have to worry,” the woman said with a smile, her voice soft.
Jane smiled, unsure why, but she felt like she recognized the woman’s eyes. However, she couldn’t remember where she had seen them before.
They arrived at the hospital quickly and Jane helped the woman along the way. Once the nurse finished bandaging her leg wound, they sat on a bench in the hallway.
“Are you feeling okay? Do you want to check anything else?”
“No, I’m good,” replied the woman. She paused for a moment and then shook her head. “You’re so caring and beautiful with such a gentle voice. I’m sure many people like you.”
Jane had received many compliments before but being praised by a stranger, someone whom she accidentally hit with her car, made her feel embarrassed.
“Oh no… umm… we talked for a while just now but I don’t even know your name yet.”
The woman smiled brightly as if realizing something belatedly and extended her hand gracefully.
“I’m sorry about that. My name is Ann.” She looked into Jane’s eyes intently. “I used to live abroad for some time and just returned to the country recently without any close friends around me… It’s nice to meet you.”
Ann? A common foreign name that only flashed through Jane’s mind briefly as Ann continued smiling at her without blinking an eye.
Jane regained composure and politely shook hands with Ann. “Nice to meet you too! My name is Jane.”
[Yes, I know your name is Jane.]
Ann looked into Jane’s eyes again silently adding another sentence in her heart: Because of you, this is how I ended up today…