Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 191

Fingers crossed Wallis is just worrying over nothing.

We've plunged into the weekend amidst all the hustle and bustle.

Since I had fallen behind on work for a while, I stuck to my guns and chose to
work overtime, as usual.

But halfway through, I got this urgent call out of the blue.

“Are you Jason's next of kin? Please come to the city hospital right away.”

My heart skipped a beat when I heard that question, and I blurted out, “What's
happened to Jason?

“He's got a leg injury, and he can barely make heads or tails of what he’s saying.
What are your doing still standing there? Get over here, pronto!”

Leg injury? My mind went blank at those words; without hanging around, I bolted
from my office.

An hour later, I saw Jason at the ER, whose leg was all wrapped up in bandages.
He sat there with a face that had aged a decade overnight, and looked lost. Dark
circles under his eyes almost told that he hadn't slept a wink, and his eyes were
all panic and flutter.

And yet, he was the one who was hurt.

Seeing him like that, I felt my nose tingled, and I nearly burst into tears, “Jason.”
Hearing his name, Jason looked confused and tried to get up, using the chair for
support.

I rushed over, all heartache, and asked, “What happened?”

Jason looked at me nervously and cautiously mumbled, “It's nothing, just an
accident.”

He was obviously hiding something.

Then, this nurse sidled up to us; she gave me the once—over, and said, “You're
the patient's family, huh? What's the deal here? You leave the patient all banged
up and just take off?”

I quickly apologized, and only after learning that the heavy object hadn't
damaged his bones did I breathe a sigh of relief.

But Jason is a security guard. How on earth did he end up getting stabbed in the
leg with glass?

When I asked him, Jason hemmed and hawed.

1 got this sour feeling inside, and my tone got a bit harsher, “Are you keeping
something from me?”

Just as Jason was about to spill the beans, a piercing and somewhat tacky voice
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“Oh my, Jason, heard you were hurt. How bad is it?"

That shrill familiar voice, I'd heard it somewhere before.

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Curious, I turned around and saw this
middle-aged woman with Skis
blonde haippusting dug the

chowt heading our way. It was none

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But why was Sibyl here if Jason was the one Injured?

As I pondered, Sibyl had already reached us.

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“Oh, Ms. March, I'm so sorry, the shop
was swamped; I just fSURC OM Jason

got hurt; Siby) gihdeddt mein a

flister and explained, “I should've

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Since when Jason and Sibyl become tight as thieves?

Sensing my confusion, Jason explained, “For the supermarket stocking job, Sibyl
got someone to cover for me.”

“Stocking?” I looked at Jason, surprised. “Since when?"

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“Ms. March, you didn't know it?” Sibyl
looked at me as if I were from

another planet. “Jason gaid ths m
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td pick up a part—time job after

hours. My friend who owns the
supermarket was hiring, so I hooked

him up. But who would've thought it'd

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