Emma felt much better that day, but she still couldn't remember what had happened before.
Naomi chatted with her for a while and advised her to relax before she went to see Benedict.
After Harley was suspended, he had been taking turns with Thea taking care of Benedict in the hospital.
Even though the couple had been consoling each other, the two of them still looked distressed.
Naomi felt bad as she looked at them. The two elders had watched her grow up. Harley used to be a jolly man who was full of jokes. Now, his good humour had vanished.
They couldn't even laugh now.
When they saw Naomi, they just forced a bitter smile to greet her.
"Naomi!"
Naomi was slightly apologetic as she greeted them, "Uncle Louis, I'm sorry that I haven't come to see Benedict recently."
"I know. I understand that you were injured a while ago, and there was a commotion in your family as well. You came just in time. I'm taking your Auntie
Thea downstairs. You can have a talk with Benedict."
Naomi nodded, "Okay!"
She watched them leave, then turned around and picked up the towel that Thea had put in the basin just now. She wrung it out and slowly helped Benedict wipe his arms and face.
While wiping, Naomi suddenly remembered the past.
"You brat! You've always loved to slack off. Back when we were children, you'd purposely lay on the bed so I could help you. You're doing the same thing now, am I right? That's not nice! If you don't get up, I'm going to get angry!"
Naomi said that on purpose. When Benedict was a child, he would sometimes lay on the bed and laze off just so he could slack off.
Every time Naomi threatened to get angry, he would get up almost immediately!
But this time, he made no movement.
Naomi let out a sigh. She oversimplified the situation.
She pursed her lips. Before she came in, she had asked the doctor on ways to help Benedict recover. The doctor said that they could try stimulating the patient's emotions by talking to him, and maybe he would wake up.
After thinking for a while, she decided to give it a shot.
"I'm getting married!"
Naomi announced before gazing at Benedict intently.
There was still no reaction from him, so she continued to speak.
"I went to visit the wedding planner with Nelson yesterday. Recent wedding planners are really impressive, since they offer all that I want! I initially wanted to choose a more dreamy wedding setting, but we eventually settled on the punk rock style that I preferred..."
Naomi went on and on about the details of her marriage until the water used to wipe Benedict's face had turned cold.
However, Benedict still didn't move a muscle.
Naomi couldn't help but sigh again. Maybe what she said no longer mattered to Benedict.
After experiencing such an incident, he must have been very disappointed in her.
He probably bore no feelings nor concern towards someone who had let him down.
Throwing the towel into the basin, Naomi got up and went out with the basin.
She was oblivious to the fact that the minute she turned around, a tear streamed down the corner of Benedict's eyes.
Naomi stayed in the hospital for quite a long time before finally taking a taxi home.
By the time she got home, it was quiet. Cindy was the only person that she saw.
Cindy took the initiative to greet her, "Miss Naomi, you're back! Mrs. Granger is in the garden whereas President Granger is in the study room."
Naomi nodded and responded, "I'll put my bag down first."
She decided that she would inform her mother of her plans of marriage if her mother was in a good mood.
Unexpectedly, she heard Amos's angry voice as she passed by the study room.
"What? A witness? Monique really won't give up, will she?"
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