No One But You

Brooke looked at me. Obviously he wasn’t too keen on discussing this question with me.

“You think too much.” He said.

“Don’t you see? When Bonnie and I were in danger at the same time, Calvin chose to send me to the hospital first, not Bonnie.”

He still looked at me, “You’re intentional.”

I rolled on my eyes, “Am I out of my mind? Taking risk with my baby?”

Not only for the baby, I always scorned to do that.

There was always someone said I was smart. I knew well in my heart that I was with great wisdom not petty trick.

“No matter you are intentional or not, stop messing around. You know what I would do with you if you hurt the baby.”

There was coldness flashed in his eyes. But I wasn’t scared.

What could he do with me?

Now it was legal society. Did he want to kill me?

I desired for nothing. And I lay down on the bed and continued sleeping as if I cared about nothing.

I didn’t sleep well last night. I seemed to hear the lingering crying of Bonnie.

I knew I must be hearing imaginary voices. My room was several rooms away from Bonnie’s. I couldn’t hear her crying even I had clairaudience. What’s more, wasn’t she tired as she had been crying for such a long time?

Next morning, Brooke completed the discharging formalities. He asked me to wait for him in the ward.

My back felt hurt as I had been lying on the bed for the whole night.

When I was taking a stroll, the lift was open, and a woman came out.

She seemed at her 40s or 50s. She looked posh, but brash.

found she looked familiar. It seemed that we had met

for a minute and remembered

for Bonnie. Fairy Dixon asked

and sighed, and then

me. She looked at me for about two seconds,

I kindly reminded her, “Now I’m your daughter’s

smile. She just glared at me and walked towards Bonnie’s ward. Maybe her target was not me today, so she had no intention

want to know what Mrs. Dixon would

to seeing Bonnie’s

VIP ward, which had two rooms, inside room and outside room. So I sneaked in and slinked into the

Bonnie’s voice came, “May I

“Are you Bonnie?”

“Yes, I am.”

you know Calvin has

what you’re talking about!” Bonnie’s

arouse men’s desire to protect her, but it would

me.

really don’t know what you’re talking about.

with words “I don’t know” to keep herself out

didn’t want to face your opponent directly, you just pretended you were

to deal with you? You should accept the large amount

began to cry. I, standing close to the door entrance, was listening with

better than mortar in front of Calvin. What Mrs. Dixon said didn’t work,

I heard. I guessed there would be no new words

bathroom and opened the door. Suddenly, a “bang” came from inside, then I heard Mrs. Dixon say in panic, “What’s wrong with you? What are you doing,

my head to see, but I hurried to pull the door and

the hallway, Brooke was looking for me. He held my wrist as

put my index finger on my lips. And I dragged him to my

at me in doubt, “What

you use the word