Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey

Roland didn’t let go of the door with his hand gripping it and just looked at Greyson and Luna without speaking.

“We’re genuinely sorry to Roland.” Greyson said as he retracted his foot.

Roland thought for a moment and said, “I can understand Mrs. Angela’s feelings, but being so misunderstood, I still can’t do it without any hard feelings and I hope you two can understand.”

“Understood.” Greyson’s handsome face was all forlorn, “It used to …… be hard for Angela when she was misunderstood too.”

He tried to smile but couldn’t, “Keep these, it doesn’t matter if they’re original or not, we’re just expressing our apologies.”

Roland reached out and took a portion of Greyson’s hand, “That’s enough for me, keep the rest for yourselves.”

“You can give it to other colleagues if you can’t finish it.” Greyson said going inside, “You can’t take it all by yourself, we’ll bring it in for you.”

That’s Angela in there, and if Greyson saw that, even if he’s dumb, I’m afraid he’d have something on his mind.

Roland’s pupils flinched and he hastily tugged at Greyson who wanted to go inside, “No, the other two can take it back themselves.”

“These were meant for you, so just take them!” Greyson was halfway in and subconsciously looked inside the ward.

But before anything could be seen, Roland stepped in front of him, blocking his view.

“As I said, just take the rest yourselves.” Roland was no longer his usual gentle self.

Luna had also come over to apologise in good faith, but she always felt that Roland was not acting right, like he was afraid they would go in and see something they shouldn’t.

Moreover, it was the same ward that the men were carrying the big organizer into, so was there really something untoward in this ward that she just didn’t see when she came in?

A million thoughts flashed through her mind, always thinking that something or someone inside the ward might have something to do with Angela.

“Roland, don’t be angry, my husband and I have already eaten and thought it would be a waste to take it back. I think there are patients and family members in this ward too, Roland can give it to them if they can’t finish it.”

Greyson couldn’t really fight it because of Angela, but chimed in anyway.

“Mrs. Angela still suspects me?” Roland frowned, “Do you want to go in and search again?”

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and stepped aside.

If he were to die in the doorway now, I fear Mrs. Angela’s suspicions of him would only increase.

Luna knew that doubting someone again and again would make anyone angry, but there was always a voice inside her that told her to go in, maybe there would be a big secret about Angela inside.

She hesitated again and again, wanting to spell out the consequences of offending Roland and go in to see what was going on.

Roland looked at her and guessed roughly what she was thinking, and although his face remained unchanged, his heart was already hanging in the air.

Miss. Angela’s situation is such that it is now impossible to hide once again. If Mr. Greyson and Mrs. Angela see Miss. Angela, how will he be able to tell the lie?

“I ……”

As Luna spoke, Roland’s heart stuttered and his blood raced.

But just at the same time, Greyson followed, “My wife just doesn’t want to waste it, nothing more. Since Roland doesn’t want it, we’ll take it back.”

“Hmm. I’ve got things to do, so I’ll leave you to it.” Roland blinked his eyelashes slightly unnaturally a few times, nodded at the two men, and closed the door behind him.

But instead of walking immediately towards the bed, he pressed himself against the door and listened for movement outside.

“Greyson, I still think there’s something odd about Roland, why don’t we go in and have a look.”

“It’s normal for hospitals to get rid of used equipment and stuff, you’re overthinking it! Besides, Auntie. Susan and Roland have helped Angela a lot, it’s too cold for them to do this.”Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“Really, I’m overthinking this?”

“Angela is all gone, and the Roland family has neither a grudge nor any interest in us to do anything against us.”

“But I’ve always felt that Roland’s contact with us these last few times hasn’t come naturally, like he’s hiding something from us.”

“What’s hidden from us isn’t necessarily about us, and what’s about us isn’t necessarily bad. If he’s chirping with a patient in there, he certainly doesn’t want us to see it either ……”

The two men whispered a few words outside and the sound of footsteps faded away.

Roland opened the door a small crack and made sure they left before closing it behind them.

“Almost got caught.” Roland said to Angela in the hospital bed as he put the thermos on the table.

Angela’s voice was husky, “Sister-in-law is always attentive.”

A sister-in-law who catches the slightest loophole will not be easily disabused of her suspicions.

If the people Ela had sent had found a loophole, they would have been more likely to pursue her, so the less people knew about her not dying, the better.

The more sad people like James and her brother and sister-in-law who were close to her, the less suspicion Ela and the others would raise.

Roland agreed with this and hmmed without saying anything else.

The chicken soup in the insulated bucket was not fit for Angela, and he opened it to look at it and closed it again, carrying the millet porridge he had bought from the hospital and walking to the bed.

“Have something to eat first.” He sat on the edge of the bed, blew on it, and passed the spoon to her mouth.

Angela swallowed against the pain in her throat, “…… How much will I need for this hospital stay?”

She is now a black person and has no money on hand and doesn’t know how to advance the money.

“Don’t worry about the money, I’ll take care of it.” Roland fed her another spoonful and hesitated, but said, “But these scars on your body, no matter how much money you have, they won’t return to what they were before. And you can’t get away from hormonal drugs within your follow-up treatment.”

This means that she is completely disfigured and is likely to lose a lot of shape in the future because of these hormonal drugs.

Angela was stunned for a moment as the millet porridge dribbled down the corner of her mouth.

Roland took a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth, unable to look at the look on her face now, “Can’t help you on this one, sorry.”

“…… Roland has already helped me a lot, thanks.” It took a while for Angela to respond, dropping her eyes and saying.

She’s probably going to look like this for the rest of her life, and when she loses a lot of shape in the future, it will only be worse than what she has now.

How else was she going to be with James?

Even if he didn’t care that she was disfigured and out of shape, could she manage to not care?

Roland put the spoon in the bowl, “Miss. Angela don’t be too discouraged, medical technology, it has developed very quickly over the years …… maybe in a few years, the likes of you will be treatable.”