Ten o'clock in the morning.
Grace and Alice went to the hospital again.
When they arrived, Grace asked Alex at the door, "How is the situation?"
"She slept well last night." Alex reported in all honesty, "It must have been due to the painkiller shot that was administered yesterday. The doctor said the same when he came in to check. Madam Lowe looks quite the energetic one today."
"Thank goodness!" Grace nodded. She turned to Alice and said, "Alice, could you wait here for a while? I'll go in and take a look at her."
Alice was conflicted by her feelings of worry and disgust for Candace. She wanted to see her, but she didn't know how to face her.
She nodded. "Go in, Grace. I'll wait for you here."
In a haste, Grace pushed the door open, went in, and happened to see Candace reading a note.
Candace was startled when she heard the sound and looked up in a panic. As soon as she saw someone walking, she clenched the note in her hand and quietly stared at Grace who was standing by the door.
Grace knew that she had found the note.
Unperturbed, Grace walked in. She went to Candace's bed and moved a chair to sit beside her.
They beheld each other, not a word exchanged, face to face.
Candace frowned and said impatiently, "What are you doing here again? Haven't I made it clear that I don't want to see you anymore? Why are you still here?"
"I'm here to visit you. This world does not hinge on what you say. You can only decide on your own thoughts, never other people's." Grace did not let Candace's vindictive words get to her. She just looked at her and said lightly, "You don't have much time left in life. You don't have to spite me like this. I don't mind what you did before, but why do you have to speak to me this way? Isn't it better to cherish what little time we have left?"
Candace hummed coldly. "I am enjoying my last moments and will be elated as long as you don't show your face. But once you are here, it ruins my mood."
Grace smiled and said nothing. Looking at Candace, she felt that Candace might really be in better spirits thanks to her good night's slumber. Her face looked much calmer at least.
Grace looked at her unfazed, without saying a word.
This made Candace a little uncomfortable. She frowned and looked at her, sarcasm on her face. "Why don't you cut to the chase?"
"Why are you so sensitive? You act as though you have done something wrong. Escaping doesn't solve any problems. I'm only here to see you, end of story."
"I don't need you to visit me, and I don't want you to see me. You'd better leave now." Candace, ever the uncharitable person toward Grace, made it obvious that patience was not her virtue.
Grace knew that she really didn't want to see her. Perhaps Candace's mood was ruined from reading the note. As for the so-called "operation two days later", Grace still hadn't figured out what that was.
She came to find out what was going on, but it seemed that Candace was edgy. Obviously, she didn't want her to stay here.
Grace felt that Candace wanted to plan something on her own and did not tolerate the slightest of disturbance.
She trained her gaze on Candace and smiled slightly, looking confident, as if everything was under control.
Candace froze in an instant, as though her entire being was being made into an ice sculpture. Her eyes were lined with suspicion as she wondered why Grace was looking at her with such eyes.
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