Shirley understood this better than me. She knew that Irvin's heart did not belong to her. She wasn't after his wealth like other women. All she ever wanted was his true love, and nothing else.
This was frustrating for Irvin. He wasn't able to make up for this lack of love by giving her money. Instead, it made him feel like he owed her too much. He would not be able to clear this debt unless he paid it with true love.
I nodded, but when I looked at her haggard face, I felt a little distressed on her behalf.
After a pause, I just said, "I booked a flight to Jarold City tonight and I would need to go there more frequently these days. If you need any help, you can look for my friend. I'll send you her phone number and contact information. If it's inconvenient for you and the child to stay at the hospital, you can go to my house. There is no one there so you can stay there for the time being."
She looked at me and said, "Thank you!" After a pause, she continued, "We could have been good friends!"
This sentence made my heart clench in pain. I didn't know how to react and finally I just smiled
faintly and said, "We're fine as we are now too."
After all, life was full of ups and downs. Many situations were ephemeral and hard to predict...
After chatting with Shirley, I returned to Irvin's ward. He was already asleep when I arrived and Florence was watching over him. She greeted me when she saw me, and after I gave her some instructions, I did not say anything else.
After packing up my belongings, I handed the items I prepared for Shirley to Florence. Then I took my suitcase, exited the hospital and headed directly to the airport.
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