A Crazy One-night Stand

Austin continued cursing as she poked Alina's forehead with her finger. "B*tch, you have the audacity to stand up to me now? How dare you touch me? You rejected such a good man like Mr. Sharon and take care of a dying man in the hospital every day. Even if he regains consciousness, what's the use? He's just an intern! His salary is only three thousand dollars per month. Can he support you? Can he support our family?"

"Mom, there is nothing between me and Mike!" Alina tried to explain, but that irritated Austin even more. Her tone became sharper.

At this time, many people were coming and going in the hospital lobby. A crowd of bystanders stopped and gathered around, looking curiously at her mother as she was making a scene. Austin's face was turning red with anger. With one hand on her hip, she poked Alina on the forehead again. "Nothing? Did you think I am blind? If there is nothing between both of you, why are you taking care of him at the hospital day and night? Why are you keeping guard until the extent that you don't even come home? I say, Alina, are you trying to make me die of anger?"

Seeing as there were more and more bystanders, Alina pulled Austin aside and said, "Mom, let's talk about this at home, shall we?"

Austin shook off Alina's hand again in exasperation. "Talk at home? Now you are ashamed, aren't you? Once we go home, you would just ignore me as if you were dead. No matter what I do or say, you will just play dead!" 

"Excuse me, this is the hospital!" A stern voice interrupted Austin's rant.

This voice sounded familiar.

up and saw Wilson's slender figure. Standing beside him was the hospital director, Bill. 

his well-ironed suit, she choked in surprise. Austin asked, "Who are you?" Her voice was a little toned

Bill Taylor, the director of this hospital, and this is Wilson, the president of Scott

if she had no knowledge of them, she could

at Alina and said in a low voice,

that, Austin was about to leave

Wilson's voice rang out. "Madam, I would like to have

quickly composed herself and simpered at Wilson. "Oh, you want to talk to my daughter? Of course, of course! If you have anything to say, just say it to her. If she offends you in any way, let me know

glare, warning her that if she dared to go against

go!" Wilson turned to Alina. His expression was much gentler

of them walked out of the lobby

self-deprecating smile appeared