Ace was pretty unhappy. "Didn't you just say a good horse will never turn round to graze on an old pasture? Why are you suddenly doing a 180? Aren't you embarrassed?"
Susan pursed her lips and said arrogantly, "I am, but I don't want to miss out on a good woman. Besides, the reason I was so opposed to you being together before was mainly because you didn't love her and I didn't want you to suffer in a marriage without love. But now, things are different…"
"How?"
"Because you're interested in her now!"
Susan said with confidence, "All these years, very few women could catch your attention. Since you've finally found one who could, of course you need to hang on to her!"
"I'm not interested in her!"
Ace denied it coldly.
"You know better than anyone if you're interested in her. You don't have to convince me…"
Susan sighed and revealed a helpless expression, "Although I still don't like her very much, but if you do, I'll try to. I promise I won't treat her badly or call her the harbinger of tragedy anymore. If you need me to, I can even try to befriend her, I…"
"There's no need!"
Ace's respond was very direct."It's over between us, so give it up."
At the hospital.
Ethan's broken leg was reattached and put in a cast. He had to stay in bed for half a month.
When Joanna arrived at his ward, she found Christopher there.
"Mr. Christopher."
She nodded at him as a greeting.
Christopher was surprised to see Joanna, and it showed in his eyes.
"Miss Pierce! I was just thinking about apologizing to you!"
Christopher told Joanna earnestly.
"Apologize to me?"
Joanna looked puzzled.
"Cecilia's fine now. I apologize as her ex-fiance. Something must have gotten to her that day for her to lose control like that and accuse you. Please forgive her."
After saying that, Christopher lowered his head.
He was so sincere that Joanna felt a little embarrassed. She quickly pulled him upright. "Come on, there's no need for that."
"Please don't be mad with Cecy. She must not be thinking straight. She's usually not that irrational."
"I'm not mad at her at all. I just can't figure out why she would accuse me and claim I pushed her into the sea. It's a serious accusation. She's trying to destroy me!"
"I don't know why either…"
Christopher said, somewhat embarrassed.
"You don't know?"
Joanna suddenly became curious and asked, "Then how do you know her accusation is not true? Did she confess to you?"
"Cecy didn't confess anything…"
Christopher continued, "I just think, based on what I know about you, that you wouldn't be the kind of person to do that kind of thing. One, you have no motive, and two, it's not worth it for you."
Joanna snorted coldly. "Yeah. I have no motive and it's not worth it for me. You can see such obvious things, but Ace Moran can't."
"Ace's a bit naive. He doesn't truly understand the complexity of the human heart."
"Yes, just like an idiot."
The two could not help but smile at that. A thousand words were exchanged in those smiles.
Ethan was lying on the hospital bed with one leg hanging in plaster, unable to move. He was in a terrible state and was extremely agitated.
When he saw Christopher and Joanna walk into his ward, he called out at them like a drowning man clutching at a straw, "Thank god you two are here. Hurry up and get me out of here. This place is like a prison. I can't stay here for a minute longer."
Christopher frowned and said seriously, "You broke your leg. Can you calm down for a bit?"
"I can't!"
Ethan banged his arm on the side of the bed as he complained, "I have strangers helping me eat, drink, shower and pee. It's embarrassing. The most annoying thing is, I wanted to play a video game, but the nurse wouldn't even let me do that. You call this living?"
"This won't do. I have to get out of the hospital. No one can stop me!"
"But…"
Christopher was worried.
He knew Ethan. Ethan was really stubborn. Once he decided to do something, no one could stop him.
"Don't you dare move!"
Joanna suddenly shouted.
Ethan was like a brat who was throwing a tantrum, but he instantly calmed down and looked at Joanna with a stunned face.
Joanna slowly poured a glass of water and said, "You're an adult, for god's sake. If you don't want strangers to take care of you, I'll do it."
After saying that, Joanna moved the glass close to Ethan's lips and said gently but forcefully, "Come, have some water. Your lips are a bit dry."
Ethan gave Joanna a complicated look, but his lips did not move. The atmosphere in the ward was tense.
Christopher wiped away sweat from his forehead.
After all, he knew the two of them had always been at odds. If they started fighting, it would be like a world war.
"Umm…"
He was about to act as a mediator when something incredible happened.
Ethan lowered his head obediently and took a sip of water. He then said earnestly, "Thank you. I was really thirsty."
Joanna looked down at Ethan like a queen, "Are you still gonna make a scene?"
"No."
"Do you still want to leave the hospital?"
"No."
"Very good."
Joanna nodded and told the timid nurse outside the door, "Didn't you say you're going to give him an anti-inflammatory injection? You can do it now."
For some strange reason, Ethan, who was screaming about leaving the hospital and refusing to let the nurse give him the injection a moment ago, was suddenly behaving himself. He let the nurse do whatever she had to do without a word of complaint.
Christopher looked like he was witnessing a miracle. He was so stunned that he could not speak for a long time.
He asked Joanna in a whisper, "How did you do that? This guy's a notorious brat. He listens to no one but his father. Why is he suddenly so well behaved?"
Joanna gave him a faint smile and flicked her hair smugly. "It's probably because of my charisma."
After the nurse changed Ethan's medication, she left the ward.
Joanna turned to Ethan and said, "If you have nothing to do, then just rest."