Chapter 49: Am I Not Qualified to Be Your Friend?
Chapter 49: Am I Not Qualified to Be Your Friend?
"Why do you draw the boundaries between us so clearly? As a friend, it's natural for me to help you.
Moreover, it's just a piece of cake to me!" Wilson frowned. Her words grated on his nerves.
Alina laughed. "But we are not friends, aren't we?"
Wilson's face darkened. He never would have expected that in her heart, she didn't even regard him as
a friend.
He was speechless with anger.
Wilson fidgeted with the teaspoon in his hand, and he drank a sip of the coffee. Wilson's face grimaced
from the bitter taste of the coffee. Since young, he hated bitter-tasting food and drinks. Normally, he
would add sugar to his coffee, but today, he forgot because he was so agitated by this woman. Her
words managed to affect him so badly. The bitter aftertaste from the coffee lingered on his tongue.
Wilson stood up and tried to suppress his anger. "I'll send you back to the hospital. It's late at night, and
it's not safe outside."
"Okay!" Alina smiled and nodded. She didn't try to fight for the bill and allowed Wilson to pay for her
drink. At least, she should let him be a gentleman.
In less than a month, she had already owed Wilson a lot of money. Two more drinks were nothing. She
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Anyway, she doubted that there was any chance for them to meet in the future. He seemed angry. In
Alina's mind, if Wilson was truly in a hurry to get married, he would take the hint and look for another
candidate.
Thinking of this, a brilliant smile spread across her face. Alina stared at Wilson's back as he walked
away. For the past month, her life seemed like a dream. It's time to wake up since Scumbag would
disappear from her life. Looking back at the time, she had no desire to be intimate with Wilson.
However, she still had fantasies of married life. She imagined that one day she would move out from
her old home, she would no longer be scolded by her mother, and she could have her own space to
pore over her design plans. Occasionally, she might even ask Scumbag for his opinion on her work.
Her life would return back to normal.
Alina knew that after her mother learned about the incident with Mike, her mother's abuse would
become even worse. Mr. Sharon was also really troublesome. Did he have nothing else better to do?
He even dared to tattle to her mother.
Alina ignored her thoughts and quickly followed after Wilson.
Wilson drove Alina to the hospital. He was silent throughout the journey.
Alina did not say anything to him as well. After some time, they arrived at the hospital. When Alina
opened the car door and got out, Wilson still did not say a word.
Alina really could not stand the awkward atmosphere. She smiled at Wilson sheepishly and leaned on
the car door. "By the way, Scumbag, give me some time. I'll return you the two million dollars!"
"Alright. It's up to you!" Wilson replied coolly.
"Well, thank you very much. I'm leaving!" After saying that, Alina walked towards to hospital lobby with
a smile.
Wilson frowned as he watched her walk into the hospital lobby. Was she not attracted to him at all? She
left without looking back. Was he not even qualified to be her friend?
The thought made him even angrier. Wilson started the engine and drove away.
Alina dragged her tired body and returned to Michael's ward.
Morgan saw her and asked with concern, "Is everything okay?"
"Yes." Alina answered with a smile.
"Go and take a rest. You can keep watch for the next shift, I'll take care of Mike first. I'll wake you up at
one in the morning," Morgan added jokingly, "Go quickly. You only have an hour and a half to rest!"
Alina nodded and entered one of the lounges. After getting along with Morgan for a while, she had a
good impression of him. He was a meticulous and tight-lipped person. Morgan really helped her a lot in
taking care of Mike. After all, there were some instances where it was difficult to care for Mike as a
female.
After washing up, Alina laid down. She didn't know how long she had slept. Suddenly, she heard the
sound of footsteps and frantic voices outside in the ward.
"Hurry up, go and inform Mr. Bill to come!"
"There are some changes to the stats. Quick, record them down!"
"Call the specialist team!"
...
Alina was scared out of her wits when she heard the commotion. She jumped up from the sofa and
opened the door separating the lounge and the ward.