Hospital ward.
The corridor was quiet, and Grace strained her neck to listen to the sounds outside.
“Mrs. Waters, it’s been almost an hour, and Carl hasn’t come yet. Should I call him again to remind him?”
Grace looked thoughtful; she felt that Carl hadn’t been truthful.
It had been a whole day, and she had called the production crew, only to hear that Carl had taken leave from the director.
As an actor, if he wasn’t filming or attending events, what else could keep him so busy?
She already guessed that Carl had gone to find Nana, but she pretended to be clueless in front of Mrs. Waters.
At this moment, Mrs. Waters leaned on the hospital bed, swinging her feet and gesturing to Nana, “Don’t worry, just wait a little longer. If Carl really cares about me, he’ll rush over even if he’s in the middle of an operation.”
Grace nodded, turned around, and asked in a pleasing manner, “Mrs. Waters, are you thirsty? Shall I go out and buy some water for you?”
Just as she was speaking, she heard hurried footsteps outside the door.
Grace’s eyes brightened, “It seems like Carl is here!”
As soon as she heard the reminder, Mrs. Waters quickly lay down, pretending to be weak and sickly.
“Mom!”
In the next moment, Carl walked quickly into the ward. His face was anxious, and he was panting for breath.
Seeing his mother lying on the hospital bed, Carl ignored Grace beside him and approached with concern, “Mom, why did your heart suddenly feel uncomfortable?”
Mrs. Waters saw her son’s concern for her and felt quite pleased, but she kept a tight expression on her face.
She didn’t answer Carl’s question and furrowed her brow, asking in return, “You haven’t come home for a whole day and night. What have you been so busy with?”
Upon hearing his mother’s question, Carl’s words faltered, “There were some issues with the film I’m shooting. Many scenes need to be re-shot.”
The reason seemed valid enough, at least Mrs. Waters had no reason to stop him from working outside.
But Grace knew Carl was lying. Without waiting for Mrs. Waters to speak, she asked with a hidden meaning, “Carl, what kind of film are you shooting that takes up so much time? Is the production really that busy?”
Carl’s gaze darkened at her words. He cast a cold glance at Grace and sensed a hint of hidden implications in her eyes.
Could it be that Grace knew about his whereabouts?
Carl felt uncertain and vaguely replied, “Yes, these days will be busy.”
After saying that, he quickly ended the topic and held Mrs. Waters’ hand, asking with concern, “Mom, where else are you feeling uncomfortable? What did the doctor say?”
Mrs. Waters’ goal was to bring Carl back, so she pretended to be resentful and scoffed, “What do you mean? Are you hoping that I’ll be plagued by illnesses? Now that you’ve grown up, you don’t want to come home anymore. My heart…”
Seeing Mrs. Waters complaining, Grace added fuel to the fire, “Carl, the doctor said she has an irregular heartbeat and slightly high blood pressure. She shouldn’t get angry or anxious in her daily life. You should spend more time with her.”
“Forget it! I can’t rely on this son of mine!”
Mrs. Waters sneered, interrupting Grace’s words and continuing to sigh.
Carl stood by the bedside, feeling extremely awkward, especially when his mother and Grace were harmonizing with each other, it felt like they were acting.
But no matter what, with Mrs. Waters hospitalized, Carl didn’t dare to let her be further agitated. He could only go along with her wishes in everything.
“Alright, Mom, calm down. It’s not that I don’t care about you, it’s just that I’ve been really busy these past few days.”
Carl shook his head helplessly, pulled up a chair, and sat down, speaking earnestly, “But your health is the most important thing. I’ll take a day off tomorrow to accompany you at the hospital.”
After Carl persuaded her for a while, Mrs. Waters finally smiled and, pretending to be sick, asked Carl to stop seeing Nana.
As for the child in Nana’s belly, Mrs. Waters had her own plans.
Although she couldn’t accept Nana as her daughter-in-law, if Nana gave birth to a boy, she would naturally bring her grandson back.
After Mrs. Waters rested that night, Carl, exhausted, left the hospital room.
Grace followed him out and whispered, “Carl, I’ll take care of Mrs. Waters. You should go home and rest.”
In order to win Mrs. Waters’ favor, she not only had to continue the act but also show her considerate side.
However, Carl didn’t appreciate it. In other words, he never regarded Grace as one of his own.
“No need, I’ll take care of my mother myself.”
Carl replied coldly, expressionless, “You should go back, so nothing happens to your health.”
This statement sounded both caring and like Carl didn’t want to trouble himself.
Faced with Carl’s indifference, Grace knew it would be difficult to warm his heart in a short period, so she didn’t insist any further.
“Alright then, I’ll come tomorrow morning. If there’s anything, give me a call.”
Grace smiled and pursed her lips. She wanted to chat more with Carl, but unfortunately, she watched him turn and walk into the hospital room.
Shortly after Grace left the hospital, Carl returned to the corridor.
The reason he stayed with the sleeping Mrs. Waters was simply to avoid Grace.
They didn’t get along, and even if they were alone together for a long time, it would feel awkward.
Standing by the window, Carl looked at the dark night sky, feeling empty inside.
He began to miss Nana again, recalling the scene that had taken place between them not long ago in the hotel.
Her attitude was so cold and resolute, as if she didn’t plan on giving him another chance.
“Nana, I will definitely win you back!”
Taking a deep breath, Carl sighed to himself.
He was unaware that Mrs. Waters’ hospitalization was just an act, and even the doctor who treated her was arranged by Grace.
Therefore, Carl planned to wait for his mother to recover and be discharged before dealing with the complicated situation between the three of them.
The next morning, while Carl was dozing off by the bedside, Nana had already packed up and checked out of the hotel.
Jerry and Tracy were worried about her staying alone at the hotel, so they came early to persuade her to go home and rest before giving birth.
Initially, Nana thought about staying a few more days, but considering that Carl had rushed to the hospital last night, she guessed he wouldn’t have time to take care of her.
He had to take care of Mrs. Waters and deal with Grace, and he would probably be busy from morning till night.
On the way back, Jerry asked while driving, “Nana, you stayed at the hotel yesterday. Did Carl bother you again?”
Nana’s gaze froze for a moment, and she shook her head, denying, “No, but I don’t think he’ll come to see me again.”
At this point, Nana forced a bitter smile, thinking about Grace already moving into the Waters family mansion, feeling an indescribable sense of bitterness.
However, she didn’t want to tell her parents about this matter, so as not to make them worry about her love life once again.