Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 207

Leon acted like it was natural and put his hands in his pocket as if he was determined to shake off the responsibility. "Anyway, I don't care about this matter anymore. If you don't come, just let him die alone."

After saying that, he glanced at Everleigh and turned around to leave.

"Hey, are you leaving now?" Everleigh subconsciously chased after him.

"By the way." He turned back and said lightly, "The doctor said that there's still some swelling in his brain and he might fall into a coma at any time. If there's no one around him, it's easy to get into big trouble."

Everleigh's heart tightened. When she came back to her senses, Leon had already gone far away.

Looking back at the door of the ward behind her, Everleigh frowned with mixed emotions in her heart.

According to Leon, the day of Theodore's car accident should have been the same night she dined with him. To be honest, it really had something to do with her. What's more, he was hospitalized because of the ruckus she made.

For the sake of both sentiment and reason, she had no choice but to look after him.

After coming out of the hospital, Everleigh went home.

When she entered the house, Cecil was reading a magazine on the sofa. Hearing the noise, her head popped out from behind the sofa. She said in surprise, "What happened today? Why are you back so early? Is the hospital alright?"

"I came back to get something," Everleigh glanced at her and felt a little guilty. She didn't say anything else and went upstairs.

A few minutes later, she came down with a large handbag, which contained some simple toiletries.

Cecil stuffed a biscuit into her mouth and asked while lying on the sofa, "Are you going to work on the night shift again?"

The handbag was the one Everleigh usually took for a night shift. It had not changed for so many years. As soon as Cecil saw the bag, she knew that Everleigh was going to work overnight.

Everleigh hummed and hawed, "Yeah, I won't be back tonight. Remember to pick up Alastair and Adrienne for me."

"Okay." Cecil agreed and patted off the crumbs on her hands. "They don't need someone to pick them up. They can find their own way home, and they're smart. Don't worry."

After that, Cecil thought of something, "Oh, by the way, Sarah made some soup. Would you like to drink some first? Have you had lunch?"

"She made soup?" Everleigh sniffed and smelt the fish soup.

"Yes, it's in the kitchen. I'll bring it out for you."

"No, I'll do it myself." With that, Everleigh put down her handbag, rolled up her sleeves, and went to the kitchen.

Cecil put on slippers and stood up from the sofa. She dragged herself to the kitchen door and said while walking, "I'm a little hungry too. Pour a bowl for me!"

As soon as her words fell, Cecil saw the thermos on the table. She was stunned and asked, "Why are you packing it?"

"Oh," Everleigh avoided her eyes and said guiltily, "I'm not hungry now. I'll take it to the hospital for dinner."

Cecil was always carefree and rarely thought about things. She leaned against the door frame and yawned. "Okay, leave some of it for me. Sarah told me that the fish soup has

nutritional and healing effects. She also added a few herbs. I always felt spiritless these two days, so it can make up for it."

"Do you still need to make up for it?" Everleigh tightened the lid of the thermos and asked as she ladled out the soup. "You're going to have a nosebleed if you drink more."

"Nosebleed?" Cecil didn't understand for a moment.

Everleigh walked out with the thermos. When she reached the door, she took a look at Cecil's breasts. "If you don't have one, I will!"