“Um.” Maria nodded, her face slightly blushing.
She had already been preparing to go to bed at home when she received a call from her agent telling her that Osborn had been injured while filming in the evening and might not be able to make it to the set tomorrow. Maria was immediately worried. “Is Mr. Maltz okay?” she asked.
The agent’s voice came through the phone line. “I don’t know for sure, but I think he’ll be fine.”
“Okay, I understand,” Maria said before hanging up the phone. She couldn’t stop worrying about Osborn.
Why did he have to go film so late and end up getting hurt and sent to the hospital?
All she could think of was his handsome face with a hint of melancholy in it. Unable to resist any longer, Maria went straight to the hospital wanting to visit him.
As she walked down the hallway, she saw Jane and Patrick leaving.
“You should go see him now; we’re heading back,” Jane smiled as she pulled Patrick away.
Glancing at Patrick out of the corner of her eye, Jane said thoughtfully, “Don’t you think that Maria and Osborn are quite compatible?”
“Hmm?” Patrick raised an eyebrow curiously.
“It seems like Maria is particularly concerned about Osborn,” Jane replied.
“How do you know?” Patrick asked skeptically
“Well… it’s already so late at night and yet here she is visiting him in hospital. Doesn’t that show how much concern she has for him?”
“Is that so?” Patrick retorted somewhat annoyed by this conversation. “Then does your visit also mean you’re particularly concerned about Osborn too?”
Jane was speechless again!
This man! How can they continue having a pleasant conversation?
“How can I be? No matter what happens though, I’m still his boss after all. This is just showing concern for my employee. It’s different from what Maria feels,” Jane snapped irritably
Patrick chuckled softly under his breath. “I’m just teasing you anyway. You can only care about me.”
Jane rolled her eyes slightly; this man was very domineering. However, she still liked this girl, Maria. She was pretty, diligent, and humble. If they really ended up together, it would be quite fitting between them both.
Maria knocked on the door of Osborn’s ward. “Mr. Osborn, had some rest? May I come in?”
“Please come in,” Osborn’s deep voice replied as he lay despondently on his bed, his complexion looking rather poor. Maria’s heart sank instantly. “Mr. Osborn, you’re alright, right?”
Osborn shook his head. “I’m fine, why did you come over?”
Maria pursed her lips, her eyes full of concern for Osborn. “I heard you were injured so I came to check on you.”
“Oh, it’s nothing, just a minor injury,” Osborn smiled. “Did you come alone?”
“Mhmm,” Maria nodded.
“It’s not safe for a girl to go out alone at night,” Osborn’s tone carried some concern.
Maria raised the corners of her lips. “It’s not unsafe at all. Rest well and since I see that you’re okay now, I can leave with peace of mind.”
Pausing for a moment she added, “By the way, earlier I saw Jane and Mr. Pansy here too.”
Upon hearing this from Maria’s mouthpiece; there was an obvious dimming in Osborn’s eyesight as he couldn’t help but picture Patrick being with Jane again.
He felt powerless; that woman didn’t love him back.
Seeing how downcast he looked made Maria feel uncomfortable too because she could relate to what he was feeling right now.
In fact they were both in similar situations. She liked Osborn but he liked Jane instead.
Human emotions are really complicated things indeed!
The two remained silent facing each other and the atmosphere became slightly awkward.
“Um… Mr. Osborn… I’ll be going now so please take care.” Finally it was Maria who broke the silence first.
As she left with somewhat desolate steps, Osborn called out after her, “Maria.”
She paused mid-step before turning around to face him again, “Mr. Osborn is there anything else?”
“Tomorrow I will be on set on time and our play doesn’t need any changes.” Osborn said firmly
“But what about your injury…” Maria expressed worry once more.
“I’m fine.” Osborn insisted.
Early next morning, Jane went back to the hospital again. This time around though, she went specifically to visit Carl.
Nana had been keeping watch over Carl these past few days.
Jane knocked lightly on the door of his ward room before asking Nana if she was inside.
Nana opened up while looking like she had been crying all night long, “Jane, you’re here.”
Jane walked into Carl’s room then glanced briefly at him lying unconscious still in bed, “How is Carl doing?”
Tears streamed down Nana’s face as she replied, “He is still like this without any response.”
“Let me take a look.” Jane furrowed her brows then bent down checking Carl’s pulse rate carefully.
Nana asked anxiously, “Jane, how is he? When will he wake up?”
“He has serious injuries,” said Jane thoughtfully, “especially in his brain which suffered severe impact hence why he hasn’t regained consciousness yet.”
“The doctor said the same thing,” Nana nodded, her tone full of worry. “What should we do? Can we ask Uncle Rory to come and take a look at Carl? He should be able to help, right?”
Jane let out a sigh. “I’ve already contacted Uncle Rory. He’s on his way.”
“That’s good then. As long as Uncle Rory is here, Carl will be saved,” Nana breathed a sigh of relief.
Jane patted Nana’s shoulder. “Don’t worry too much, Nana.”
“How can I not worry? If it weren’t for me… Carl wouldn’t be like this now,” Nana was filled with self-blame.
“This has nothing to do with you, and besides, you’re pregnant now and need to rest well,” Jane comforted her.
“I want to spend more time with Carl.” Nana looked down at the man lying unconscious in bed, feeling very conflicted.
She had always treated Carl like a brother and never thought that anything would happen between them. But that one time they both got drunk and made a mistake resulted in her getting pregnant.
Now seeing Carl in this state was breaking her heart into pieces.
If she hadn’t insisted on getting an abortion for their child, maybe he wouldn’t have been so distracted while driving and ended up in this coma now.
Just as Jane was about to take Nana back for some rest, the door of the hospital room opened and Mr. Waters and Mrs. Waters walked in.
As soon as Mrs. Waters saw Nana she scowled at her saying, “What are you still doing here?”
“Mrs. Waters, I just want to spend more time with Carl.” Nana bit her lip looking exhausted all over again.
“You jinx! Are you trying to kill my son?” Mrs. Waters glared at her angrily.