Chapter 412
Chapter 412 Ana, Will You Think I'm Dirty?
Cecilia did not believe Anaya, but she knew Anaya wasn't stupid, and Anaya wouldn't just tell her the truth. So, she did not ask further.
When they arrived at the hospital, Anaya came to the ward together with Cecilia.
After Cecilia went into the ward, Anaya was ready to leave.
When Joshua saw Anaya, he immediately sat up from the bed. "Anaya..."
He was a bit hasty, and his wound opened up. He gasped in pain.
Seeing that, Cecilia hurriedly went over to help him lie down. "You've only been out of surgery for a few days, and the doctor told you to stay still. What are you doing sitting up all of a sudden? Joshua did not reply. His gaze still fell on Anaya. "I have something to say to you. Don't go."
He had been trying to contact the outside world these days, but Hearst's people guarded him every minute, not giving him a chance at all.
If he let today slide, who knew when he would be able to see Anaya again?
Anaya hesitated for a few seconds and walked into the ward. "What is it?"
Joshua said to Cecilia, "Mom, stay outside and wait for me. I want to talk to Anaya alone."
Cecilia nodded and went out. When the door closed, Joshua looked at Anaya.
He opened his mouth. Before he said anything, he noticed the red mark on her neck which had faded a lot already.
He suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, "Hearst still likes to mark you to warn others."
On the morning Hearst left, Anaya noticed the mark on her neck.
She wore a silk scarf at work and only took it off on the way here.
She wanted Joshua to see it.
She would not hide anything that could make him give up.
A few days ago, when she was in the ward, she clearly felt the change in Joshua's attitude.
Perhaps not long after, he would completely give up on her.
Anaya indifferently replied, "He has always been like this."
Her expression was square and open, and she did not attempt to hide the mark.
Joshua understood. The bitterness in his smile increased a little. "Since you have made up, are you going to get married soon?"
"Yes."
"When?"
"I don't seem to have a reason to tell you."
"I'm already like this. Are you afraid that I'll ruin your plans?"
"Who knows? You were in the ward a few days ago, yet you still managed to cause a misunderstanding between me and him."
"I only did that, because I wanted you to stay with me for a few more days."
He had already decided to let go. He only hoped to have a beautiful memory with her at last.
Yet she wouldn't even give him such an opportunity.
"Have you ever thought about whether it was what I wanted or not?" Anaya pulled the corners of her mouth.
Joshua had a feeling. If this topic continued, he and Anaya would start arguing again.
Every time they saw each other after the divorce, it was very unpleasant.
"Anaya." He looked at her in a daze. "You loved me so much.
"I now know my mistake and sincerely repent. I am even willing to take the knife for you. Why won't you remarry me? Just because of Hearst?
"If you like him because he's nice to you, I can do the same as him, too. I promise that I will not throw a tantrum at you again. I will not let others bully you."
"Mr. Maltz," Anaya interrupted him. "If this is what you want to talk to me about, I'm afraid I'll leave now."
Anaya didn't believe that men could change. Joshua was willing to be submissive in front of her now since he wanted her back. However, who was to say that he would not be arrogant again? His bad nature was instinctive. She did not think she was the one who could change him.
She never thought of going back to Joshua, even without Hearst or anyone else.
In the past ten years, she had given Joshua countless opportunities. It was Joshua who personally ripped her hope away bit by bit.
Since she broke up with Joshua, she should make it neat. Her departure should leave no hope or leeway for him.
She was resolute, and Joshua's eyes were dyed with a touch of sadness.
In the past few days in the hospital, he had figured out a lot. With his current condition, he was no match for Hearst.
Most importantly, Anaya would not give him another chance.
Since that was the case, he'd better let go and stop torturing himself.
"One more thing. I decided to let go of what happened with Roland. However, if it was Hearst who killed him, Hearst was as ruthless as Roland.
Watch out if you decide to stick with Hearst."
"Thanks. I know Hearst."
She never felt in danger around Hearst, only at ease.
His powerfulness was the sharpest weapon to outsiders, but the strongest shield for her.
No matter how ruthless he was to others, she was the only exception.
She was stubborn. Joshua did not continue to speak. He slowly turned his back to her. "I'm done speaking. You can leave."
It was probably the last time he spoke to her so closely.
From now on, he would be out of her life.
They used to be the most familiar, and in the end, they became strangers.
After returning from the hospital, Anaya received a call from Hearst that night.
"I heard that you went to see Joshua today?"
"Mr. Helms, you have ears and eyes everywhere."
Anaya sat on the sofa and let the dog lean against her legs, stroking his fur.
"Have you forgotten what you promised me before I went abroad?"
She promised that night that she would not see Joshua while he was gone.
Anaya said calmly, "Yes."
Hearst was silent for a few seconds. Suddenly, he chuckled in a low voice. His voice was deep and pleasant. "You always say that I am cheeky. You are the same." She lied so brazenly.
Anaya lazily said, "Not at all. Mr. Helms, you come back to me when you're almost married to another woman. Compared with you, I'm nothing."
Hearst choked on her words and smiled helplessly.
It seemed that Anaya wasn't the forgiving type.
"Be serious." Hearst organized his thoughts. "What did you talk about today?"
"Nothing."
She wouldn't repeat what Joshua said to her.
She was shy.
"I have a feeling that he has decided to quit my life. He was quite friendly today." She seemed to remember something. Then she asked, "By the way, he said that Roland was killed by you. Is that true?"
"I didn't kill him."
"I see."
"My people did."
Anaya was speechless for a second. Then she asked, "Is there a difference?"
"Maybe not," Hearst smiled again. Then he asked in a deep voice, "Ana, will you think I'm dirty?"