After the lunch break, everyone in the office was busy again.
Tina came back with a stack of document copies and sat back into her chair. Still, she was worried about Emily, so she asked, "Emily, are you sure that your foot is okay?"
Emily shook her left foot and said in a relaxed tone, "It's okay, don't worry! This afternoon, I can go with you to deal with the news!"
The sprained injury of her ankle was not serious, plus she was sent to the hospital in time. By the third day, her ankle had gone down, and she did not feel any pain anymore. Though she could not run or do some strenuous exercise, she could walk.
At this moment, the phone rang, and Emily opened the drawer.
As she saw the name displayed on the screen, she froze there-it should be the first call from Simon after the divorce. Since she left the hospital a few days ago, she had never seen him again...
At that time, when she returned home, Selena stared at her with that furious and startled look. Thinking of this, Emily was amused and could not help shaking her head helplessly.
"Hello... Beast?"
From the other end of the line came Simon's deep voice. "I'm downstairs. Come down to see me."
Emily, stunned, looked at the blinds subconsciously. "What's the matter?"
"Come down, and then we'll talk!" Simon dropped this sentence and hung up.
Emily frowned and hesitated for two seconds before telling Tina that she would leave for some time. Then, she walked out of the office with her mobile phone.
As she came out from the rotating door of the lobby on the first floor, she could see the black Cayenne parked at the side of the road from a distance. In a greyish black suit, Simon leaned against the door of the co-pilot seat, with a burning cigarette in his hand. On his handsome face, the sun cast some deep and shallow shadows.
Many times before, he stood like this to pick her up after work.
Sometimes, they went to the supermarket on the way and sometimes drove home directly. On the way, he would hit on her with some amorous words...
Emily took a deep breath and calmed herself down. Slowly, she moved over. When she approached him, she saw him taking a long drag on his cigarette, and his cheeks had sunk in deep.
She walked over and asked with a frown, "Why do you want to see me?"
"Are you free now?" Simon blew out a stream of smoke.
Then, his peach blossom eyes looked up into her face. In the cloud of smoke, they looked dark and deep.
Emily's heart skipped a beat. She asked blankly, "Simon... What's wrong with you?"
The Adam's apple of Simon bobbed up and down, and he said in a low voice, "Grandma's condition has worsened. She suddenly fell into a coma this morning and has been transferred from the sanatorium to the hospital!"
"What?!" Emily cried out in a low voice.
"Now the medical group is studying her case. At present, they can only continue to use chemotherapy to suppress the cancer cells. If it doesn't work, she has to undergo an operation again!" Speaking of this, Simon put out the cigarette in his hand. "If it's convenient for you, will you go to the hospital with me to see her? She was talking about you before she passed out!"
Emily nodded without hesitation. "Okay!"
The black Cayenne drove away from the office building and joined the flow of cars.
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