Chapter 93 Please stop talking

It’s Noah Jefferson.

He wears a hospital gown and his head is wrapped in gauze.

It seems that Frances Louis has taken me to the municipal hospital so that I happen to meet Noah
Jefferson.

Frances Louis doesn’t like him. I hope nothing bad would happen.

And how do I explain Frances Louis’s existence to Noah Jefferson?

"I didn't believe my mother when she said she saw you here, but it's true! What happened? Why are
you in intensive care?"

Noah Jefferson’s eyes are full of care.

"I'm fine. Why are you here?" I smile at him lamely and glance at Frances Louis.

He sits there with a poker face. I couldn't read his mind.

Perhaps it is because Frances Louis is so quiet that Noah Jefferson doesn’t notice him and walks right
up to me.

"You didn’t come to see me these days. I miss you so much."

His words catch me off guard and make me gulp nervously. My mouth couldn’t help twitching.

Please be mercy and stop talking.

I say to Noah Jefferson with a bitter face, "You were hurt so badly, you'd better come back to your ward
and have a good rest."



Noah Jefferson looks at me with delight, "Are you caring about me? You should care more of yourself,
little fool."

Once again, I look at Frances Louis, I see his brows frown and a faint smile on his lips.

A dagger must be hidden behind his smile.

I must let Noah Jefferson get out of here, or I'm afraid I'll be killed by Frances Louis the next second.

Noah Jefferson seems to notice my vision. He turns and sees Frances Louis, who is sitting there
quietly.

"Who is he?"

He asks doubtfully, looking from me to Frances Louis, with guarded eyes.

Frances Louis doesn’t answer, but looks at me as if expecting me to answer this question.

But what shall I say? How to explain it tactfully without angering Frances Louis?

But I am smart. I think for a moment and say to Noah Jefferson, "He is my boss."

It should be right for me to say so.

I look at Frances Louis, he doesn’t object.

I am relieved, but suddenly Frances Louis stands up and comes over to Noah Jefferson.

"You are Noah Jefferson?"

Although it’s a question, he asks with an affirmative tone.

With Frances Louis's skill, he could guess who Noah Jefferson is by simply observing him.



My just relived heart is hung up again.

Damn it, no, Frances Louis, please no.

"Yes, I am Noah Jefferson, Jane Noyes’s high school classmate." Noah Jefferson is calm and extends
his hand to Frances Louis politely.

"Yes, Jane Noyes always mentions you."

Frances Louis smiles and, instead of handshaking, he comes towards me.

Noah Jefferson takes his hand back in embarrassment, his face full of surprise, "Jane, you mentioned
me a lot?"

When did I mention him? It was Frances Louis who always forced me to talk about him!

I want to refute, but I dare not refute What Frances Louis says. I don't know what he'll do if I annoyed
him.

There are some things that I want to stop but I can't. Noah Jefferson seems in a good mood and
speaks with me again.

"Jane, I've persuaded my parents. They aren’t against us being together now. We can finally be
together."

The air pressure in the room drops two degrees in an instant.

Frances Louis's face grows darker.

If Noah Jefferson keeps talking, I doubt whether I'll see the sun tomorrow.



"I am tired. I want to sleep."

I close my eyes, hoping Noah Jefferson would get out of this mess quickly.

"All right, take a good rest. I will see you later."

Hearing Noah Jefferson's footsteps fade away, I open my eyes and feel relieved. I implore Frances
Louis, "My boss, can I be discharged immediately?"


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