Chapter 112: A Note
[Elizabeth’s Perspective]
“If you want, I can teach you two moves now. Combat isn’t that complicated and scary. You can definitely master the skills,” Angel said.
Before we knew it, we were at our door.
I looked at the gloom around me and wanted to retreat. I declined her offer. “Forget it today. Why don’t we go to the training room tomorrow?”
“That’s good.” Angel hesitated and said, “Can you ask Margaret to train with you? I still want to apologize to her personally before I leave. But as you know, Donald has surrounded her place like a metal bucket. I didn’t have a chance to approach her ward.”
I thought about how Margaret had been trying to find an opportunity to train, but now that Anthony was in the hospital, no one could help us anymore. If Angel was willing to help, that would be great. She was such a kind person!
“Of course,” I replied without thinking. “She must understand your difficulties.”
“That’s great,” Angel said. “But can you not tell her I’ll be there? I’m afraid her misunderstanding is too deep and she won’t want to see me.”
I thought about it and decided that Angel had a point. I agreed to go along with it.
We said our good-byes at the door of my house. As we walked up the stairs, I still felt very lucky tonight. Although I hadn’t seen Margaret, Angel had not only soothed my feelings about my Mate, but her story also made me feel that things between Armstrong and me weren’t so bad.
Most of all, I had found Margaret and myself a wonderful combat coach. Margaret would be so happy tomorrow.
[Margaret’s Perspective]
I was woken up by my phone ringing.
I groped around the side of the bed with my eyes closed for a while and caught something hard. I opened my eyes and looked at it. I pressed the talk button and closed my eyes again.
Elizabeth’s screaming voice came from the phone.
“Margaret, what are you doing!”
“Oh…”
“Aren’t you up yet? Come out quickly. I’ll wait for you downstairs!”
Elizabeth’s sharp voice woke me up completely. I sat up in bed sleepily and glanced at the time on my phone. It was nine o’clock.
I turned my gaze to the bed. Sunlight was streaming in through the curtains.
I had actually slept for so long. My mind was a little clearer. I reached out and rubbed my eyes before getting out of bed to wash up.
I had been waiting for Donald in the ward last night, but I didn’t see him in the end. I don’t remember when I fell asleep. There was no sign of Donald in the ward now. Did he come back last night?
I spit the toothpaste foam out of my mouth and splashed fresh water on my face, a little worried about Donald.
As I walked back to the bed, I found a note on the floor. It must have fallen onto the floor when I reached for my phone earlier.
The side of the note facing up had my name, Margaret. I recognized Donald’s handwriting.
I leaned over and picked up the note. It read:
“Margaret:
You were already asleep when I came back last night. I didn’t want to wake you up. I have a meeting this morning. I asked the doctor. Your injuries are fine. If you want to participate in training, you can leave the ward and go to the training room. But don’t train for too long. Take care of your body.
If you want to go out, send me a message in advance. I’ll arrange for someone to take you there.
I love you, Donald.”
I felt an irrepressible leap of joy inside.
I quickly picked up my phone and found Donald’s name. I was wondering if I should send a message to tell him that I was awake when I realized that Donald was calling.
I pressed the answer button and Donald’s voice said, “What are you doing, Margaret?”
“I just got up,” I said. “I saw your note. I want to go to training class today.”
There was a moment of silence on the other end. I felt a little nervous. I didn’t know if my words had made Donald angry again.
However, Donald’s helpless voice came through the phone. “I don’t want to stop you, but you have to take care of yourself, okay?”
“I will!” I replied.
After hanging up, I still couldn’t believe Donald had agreed so easily.
I happily and excitedly changed into clothes suitable for activity. I felt energetic and fit.
I thought about the phone call from Elizabeth. Maybe we could have breakfast together and I can try to encourage her to train.
She didn’t look too good yesterday. I hoped I could cheer her up.
With that in mind, I texted Elizabeth.
[I’ll be right down.]
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