Aiden remained calm, like an unshakable mountain. He pulled out another set of medicines, and she did the same again—knocking them out of his hand. He repeated the action, and once more, she repeated it. This went on for four to five rounds. Aiden didn’t give up, but eventually, she did, clenching her fists in frustration.
Aiden’s calmness and unaffected behavior always angered her more.
He looked at her angry face and said, "If you get angry, your immunity will lower, and it will only prolong your stay here. Take a deep breath and calm down."
Vincent, who was watching all this through the glass wall, was stunned at the unbelievable patience Aiden showed and thought, Not just my sweetheart—even her mother is the same. It reminds me of the time with Natalie after I saved her from the traffickers. These mother-daughter duos are truly a handful.
Caryn closed her eyes, finding Aiden’s calmness unbearable.
Every day, Aiden had to come up with something new to make her take her medicine. "If you’re that bored, why don’t you watch some interesting news from this city instead of waiting for me to show up, just so you can vent your anger and stave off boredom?"
Caryn’s brows furrowed further in annoyance, clearly uninterested.
"Hmm, where shall I start?" Not waiting for her reply, he continued, "The latest interesting event would be better. Yesterday, a perfumer was accused of plagiarism during a launch event. In front of the entire world, that brave perfumer proved herself innocent, and I must say, she was truly impressive." He paused, as if trying to remember something. "What was her name again? Right—Natalie Ford."
The moment he said the name, Caryn opened her eyes.
"If you take this medicine, I will arrange for you to watch it directly. You’ll find it more interesting than a movie," he said, offering her the medicine as if he were certain she would agree now.
She took the tiny cup of tablets from his hand and had her medicine.
Aiden began preparing the injection, focused on the task at hand as he spoke. "She reminded me of the days when I used to watch you prepare perfumes. She is indeed skilled."
Caryn listened intently, as if trying to absorb every word he was saying about her daughter. freewebnøvel.com
Aiden continued describing the event, starting from how Faye accused Natalie. Meanwhile, he gently held Caryn’s hand to give her the injection. She was so engrossed in hearing him talk about Natalie that she didn’t even notice when Aiden had already injected the syringe into her delicate skin.
"...Later, they decided to prepare the perfume live in front of everyone, and... done," Aiden said, finishing as he put the syringe away.
Caryn looked at him, clearly expecting him to continue, but he said, "The rest of the story, I’ll tell you during the next dose of medicine."
His words angered her. How could he leave her hanging like this, especially about her own daughter?
Aiden adjusted her bed to a straight position and said, "Sleep well."
Just as Aiden turned to leave, he heard her speak. "Since when have you known she’s my daughter?"
Aiden wasn’t surprised by the question and replied without turning to face her. "Since the time when I shouldn’t have known about it."
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