Anna looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her face, which was horrible because she slept without removing her makeup, looked a little red.
What did she just remember? She kissed the man?!
Anna tried to refuse to believe it, there was no way she could act like that, especially since the man was completely unknown to her. However, no matter how she tried to deny it, the memories were too clear and could not be wrong.
She even recalled that the man was a little surprised when she suddenly kissed him, and tried to let go, but her hand immediately moved to restrain the man's head from going anywhere and smacked the man's lips fiercely.
After their kiss finally broke, Anna suddenly felt something want to come out of her stomach and immediately vomited its contents and hit the man's shirt, the blanket, and the dress she was wearing.
After that, she didn't remember anything, it seemed that she had passed out again.
The story was exactly the same as what the blonde haired man had said, but…
"Why didn't he tell me that we kissed? Is that why he looks weird when he tells what happened?" Anna muttered under her breath as she remembered the expression on the man's face that seemed to be silent for a while before finally continuing his story.
Anna then immediately came out of the bathroom and walked to the bed and sat there, a confused look on her face.
Why didn't the man tell her that?
No matter how Anna thought about it, she couldn't find an answer to that question.
"Would you believe him if he told you that?"
Suddenly, something whispered in her ear, causing Anna to slowly shake her head.
She wouldn't believe him if he said she held him and then kissed him.
Was that the reason the man didn't tell her? Because she wouldn't believe it?
"Or maybe… he wants to protect me?" thought Anna when it suddenly crossed her mind.
Ever since meeting the man, she had always given the impression that she was not at all interested in him, but suddenly she kissed him because she was drunk. Isn't she such a hypocrite?
However, the man wanted to protect her ego.
Suddenly, Anna's heart skipped a beat.
"What is wrong with me? He is definitely not my type since he talks too much, but why is my heart beating like this?" Anna muttered under her breath, feeling that this was very strange.
If it was another man, Anna was sure that he would tell her that she kissed him and mocked her, or maybe took advantage of her, especially since he was drinking too.
However… It seems that the blonde haired man is not like most men in general.
He is kind… and considerate.
Anna's eyes then suddenly fell on the business card that was still placed on the table, she stared at it for a while, as if debating in her mind whether she should take the business card or just leave it.
However, in the end, her hand immediately reached out to take the business card.
"Steve Brown… So his name is Steve and he's a resident," Anna muttered as she read the business card and immediately took out her cellphone again and saved the number written on it.
After saving the number, Anna's finger moved to dial the number, but she suddenly stopped.
"He's on the road right now because he's late, he must be busy," Anna muttered under her breath, giving up on calling the man.
Anna then chose to send him a message.
"Hey, it's me, the woman at the hotel with you. Can we meet? Maybe for lunch?"
***
As soon as Sarah arrived at work, Sarah immediately went to the neurosurgery to find Steve.
The sight of Steve's face last night bothered her so much and for some reason she wanted to explain it to Steve.
"Steve? Looks like he's not coming. We've called him but he's not picking up the phone from us."
Sarah just nodded when she heard one of Steve's fellow residents say that, she then immediately excused herself and returned to her room.
"Is he okay?" Sarah thought then pulled out her cell phone and tried to call Steve.
However, Sarah suddenly shook her head, it seemed she should just leave Steve alone for today, and contact him later when the man calmed down.
Maybe Steve was just a little late because he had a drink last night. It was only her guess but she was pretty sure because she saw Steve sipping champagne at last night's party, and probably woke up late because he went to drink..
Maybe… Steve would meet her at lunch time.
Once in her room, Sarah took a deep breath and exhaled it. She did that twice then slapped her cheeks to focus.
Right now she has to work and she better not think too much about other matters.
After checking her schedule for today's surgery, Sarah immediately visited her patient and looked busy as usual, seeming like she could manage to focus and work well.
When she finally had some free time, Sarah decided to pay a visit to Mr. Collins, the last time she saw the man was on Thursday, and now it was Tuesday.
"Sarah?" called Mr. Collins when he saw that it was Sarah who had entered his room and not a nurse or a doctor. He didn't expect Sarah to come.
"You seem well, Mr. Collins," Sarah said with a smile on her face when she saw the man standing and looking at the scenery outside.
Mr. Collins' face smiled then immediately walked to the sofa that was there and sat there.
"Yeah, I'm getting better. The doctor even said if I continued like this, maybe Friday or Saturday I could go home," said Mr. Collins with a happy smile.
At first he thought he would die after hearing of this illness, but it seemed he still couldn't die if he hadn't seen his grandchild.
Sarah's facial expression immediately changed when she heard that. He is allowed to go home?
"Is that so? Thank goodness! That's why you have to do what the doctor says so you can go home immediately!" Sarah said with a smile, hastily hiding her surprise when she heard that.
After talking with Mr. Collins for a while, Sarah immediately excused herself to leave because she still had work to do and then immediately left when she saw a nod of the head from Mr. Collins.
As soon as she closed the door to Mr. Collins' room, Sarah was silent there.
"Mr. Collins has been allowed to go home?" thought Sarah who was very surprised by the information.
She knew that Mr. Collins had been getting better lately, and she also knew that one day Mr. Collins would finally be allowed to go home by his doctor, and if that happened, she would have to put an end to her pretense of still being Michael's wife, like what she planned back then..
But… Sarah doesn't know, isn't this too soon?
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