Chapter 445
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Linsey gave him a small, reassuring smile. “I’ll be okay.”
That afternoon, as Collin was in the hospital room handling work matters with his team, Linsey made her way to the Green family’s private hospital.
Before she left, Collin had informed her of Gorman’s room number.
However, as soon as she got near, Danny stepped in her way.
“What brings you here?” he asked, his tone far more curt than before.
Linsey glanced at the door of the room, then spoke softly. “I heard Gorman regained consciousness, and I wanted to check on him.”
“I’m afraid Mr. Green doesn’t wish to see you,” Danny replied coldly.
His tone was harsh, and he sneered as he spoke, his words laced with sarcasm. “I don’t get it, Ms. Brooks. You used to avoid Mr. Green at all costs, and even when you cared for him, you did it with clear reluctance. Now that he’s on his own, you’re supposed to be relieved. So, what’s this? Here to gloat?”
Linsey was taken aback, her thoughts briefly scattered by the accusation.
After a beat, she steadied herself, meeting his gaze firmly. “I genuinely care about Gorman. It’s not what you think.”
Danny let out a bitter laugh. “Mr. Green doesn’t need your so-called care. Just leave already. Go back and enjoy your perfect life with your husband.”
After multiple rejections, Linsey was left with no alternative but to walk away.
As Linsey moved away, Danny, standing by the door of the hospital room, watched her retreating form. He whispered under his breath, “You don’t really have much patience, do you? I can’t see what Mr. Green finds appealing in you.”
Suddenly, a frail voice echoed from inside the room. “Danny?” Delighted, Danny eagerly opened the door. “Mr. Green, you’ve awakened!”
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He saw that Gorman appeared pale, and his lips were dry from dehydration.
“Mr. Green, are you alright? Would you like some water?” Danny asked eagerly, already reaching to pour a glass.
However, before he could do so, Gorman’s gaze was fixed on the ceiling, his expression troubled. After a brief pause, he asked, “How long have I been out? Where is Linsey? Is she alright? I thought I heard her voice just now. Did she stop by?”
Danny was taken aback, not anticipating Gorman’s immediate concern for Linsey.
Gorman excelled in many areas—except, evidently, his choice in women.
With so many rich, attractive, and compassionate women in Grester, why was he so attached to Linsey?
Frustration bubbled within Danny.
Struggling to mask his feelings, he chose to omit any mention of Flavia and responded with a tinge of bitterness, “Mr. Green, you should forget about that indifferent woman. Linsey hasn’t shown any concern for your wellbeing. You’ve been unconscious for three days, and she didn’t visit even once. Don’t you see, Mr. Green? She doesn’t care about you at all! Please, just let her go.”
Gorman’s expression, which had briefly lit with hope, turned grim instantly.
He chuckled bitterly and exhaled deeply. “I should have realized. Why would she bother to visit? Guess I was just fooling myself again.” Gorman took a moment, turned his head aside, and adopted a casual tone. “Linsey once saved my life. I thought I owed her, but perhaps we’re even now.”
Danny caught a glimpse of Gorman’s hidden sorrow and felt a twinge of compassion. He paused, torn over whether to disclose the truth.
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