Warren reluctantly threw the apple peel into the trash can, then sliced the apple into bite-sized pieces and put them in a bowl.
That’s why girls are just girls; even for a one-day hospital stay, they’ve got everything prepared.
She’ll probably make a very caring wife in the future, won’t she?
No wonder so many boys like her.
Besides Cillian, there’s also that college student Claire mentioned on the phone earlier.
There’ll probably be more people in the future, right?
Thinking that she might become someone else’s wife in the future, Warren’s gaze darkened a bit.
"Ariana, are the apples peeled? I’m dying of thirst," Ashley said, putting down her phone and urging.
She’d been taking care of Ariana recently. Now that Ariana was confirmed to be fine, she pretended to be in charge.
She did it to let Ariana take care of her and offset her own guilt for having been cared for by Ariana the past few days.
Warren had never seen Ashley like this. He found it rather amusing and cute.
The earlier gloom dissipated, and he couldn’t help but smile as he walked over and handed the bowl to Ashley.
"Feed me, I can’t see."
Ashley naturally opened her mouth, unaware it was Warren, waiting to be fed by Ariana.
The next moment, a cool slice of apple was gently placed by her lips.
Ashley took a bite.
Before she could chew, she heard Ariana’s voice from not far away.
"Ashley, you came out?"
Ashley’s motion of chewing the apple froze.
Ariana’s voice came from a distance. Who was the person standing in front of her feeding her the apple?
Ashley’s guard went up immediately, and she dared not swallow the apple, quickly spitting it out into her hand.
Having experienced a kidnapping, her self-preservation instincts had heightened greatly.
Watching her actions, Warren’s eyes dimmed slightly.
"Oh? Did you help peel the apple?"
Seeing Warren, Ariana felt a bit awkward, and asked this question to fill the silence.
Warren responded with a "Hmm."
Sitting on the bed, Ashley got goosebumps.
She recognized the voice.
Warren!
It was Warren!
He was the one who held her hand back to the ward, he fed her the apple.
What on earth had she been doing just now?!!
What had she been saying to Warren?
——Thanks, my dear.
——Feed me.
Ashley instantly felt like biting her own tongue off!
"You... how come it’s you... sorry, I didn’t know it was you just now."
Warren gave a small smile, "It’s okay, I just came to lend a hand."
He sensed Ashley’s stiffness and didn’t want her to feel too embarrassed, so he said, "Now that Ariana’s back, I’ll get going. I might not be able to pick you up from the hospital tomorrow as I have something to do."
"No need! You don’t need to pick me up!" Ashley hurriedly said.
Warren gave a "Hmm," and waved at Ariana, "Take good care of her, it’s tough on you."
With that, Warren left with his long strides.
He was actually quite busy today; he had just finalized a project with The Sutton Group, and many things needed his personal follow-up.
Only by following up personally can one truly learn something.
Ariana watched Warren leave and let out a heavy sigh.
"Ashley..."
"Where did you go just now?" Ashley blushed, saying, "I mistook you for him."
"Haha, really..."
Ariana seemed distracted, her mind still on the matter with Warren.
Ashley sensed something was off and suspiciously asked, "Ariana, what’s up with you?"
Ariana opened her mouth, not knowing where to start.
But Ariana’s silence immediately made Ashley have some bad associations.
"Did something happen to you? Did someone trouble you while I was in surgery?"
Logically, Maeve was still locked up and couldn’t have come here.
Could it be Rosalind?
The Lynch Family matter still had no conclusion; the trending searches were taken down, but under news related to such topics, all comments were criticizing the Lynch Group.
The Lynch Family was already overwhelmed, and logically, Rosalind wouldn’t have the mind to cause trouble for her.
Wasn’t she afraid she’d expose her online again, making things even worse for the Lynch Group?
As Ashley was quickly pondering this, Ariana suddenly spoke.
"Ashley, let me tell you something, don’t overthink it, okay?"
Ashley immediately collected herself and nodded seriously.
"Go ahead."
She agreed, and while doing so, even took off her eye mask.
Her eyes were still sore, but she could barely make out Ariana’s facial expressions.
Ariana was taken aback.
"Hey, can you take that off?"
"I can, I was wearing it to block the strong light earlier. Now the curtains in the ward are drawn, so it’s fine. Don’t mind this, come on, tell me, what do you want to say?"
"Oh..."
Ariana clasped her hands in a very complicated mood and said, "Ashley, I think... Warren might like me."
Ashley instinctively nodded.
"It’s normal for someone to like you, you’re so cute, it’d be strange if they didn’t like you... Wait, who did you say?"
Ariana looked up with a bitter smile and uttered two words: "Warren."
"???
"..."
"!!!"
Ashley was dumbfounded, taking a long moment to find her voice.
"How did you come to this conclusion?"
"When he came over today, he spoke to me in such a good-natured way, with a smile the whole time, you know? Plus, he knows about my current housing situation and offered to help me with the court. I refused, but he insisted on helping me."
Ashley nodded thoughtfully, a big weight lifted off her heart.
She had thought Ariana was in trouble!
But one thing was certain, Warren definitely wasn’t interested in Ariana; he was after her.
However, saying it directly might hurt Ariana, so she asked, "So? What do you think?"
"That’s what I wanted to ask you." Ariana nervously clutched Ashley’s hand.
"I really don’t have feelings for him in that way. Even though he’s really handsome, but I’m just not into that type. I like gentle, warm guys, not his iceberg type. But I’m afraid... if I reject him, he might fly into a rage and find a chance to kill me. You know his family’s situation better than I do, it’s too easy for him to get rid of me!"
As Ariana spoke, her face was full of fear.
"Ashley, will he kill me? I don’t want to die, wah wah wah..."
Ashley finally couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing.
Ariana was puzzled.
"I’m about to die, and you’re still laughing? Are you really my best friend?"
"Of course, I am your best friend."
"Then why are you..."
Ashley patted the back of Ariana’s hand, saying, "Don’t worry, he won’t kill you. For now, let’s go buy some food. When I’m discharged, I’ll treat you to a big meal, okay?"