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Chapter 641: Chapter 641: Guessing Her Thoughts
It was time to let them talk privately. Mrs. Jenkins rose to leave, and Leaf Fiona graciously assisted her.
Olivia Jenkins wanted to escort her grandmother out, but Mrs. Jenkins urged her to stay with Daniel Marshall.
Mrs. Jenkins also mentioned she would be bringing breakfast for Daniel the following day and would continue to do so until he recovered.
It seemed this matter was far from over. Olivia escorted her grandmother to the elevator and then returned to the sickroom.
Suddenly, Olivia’s gaze fixed fiercely on Daniel. Her face darkened, “Can you stop being so immature? Even if you get my grandmother to persuade me, I won’t change my mind! Quit with the games!”
Feeling despondent, Daniel’s heart twisted in anguish. “Love, I did not mean to involve my grandmother. I didn’t even know she planned to visit me. Knowing that you came to see me has made me very happy, I missed you deeply! I know you have been enduring a lot and I am sorry I have caused you so much trouble. I apologize!”
“Daniel, stop pretending! You’ve always been low and despicable!”
Suddenly, the door to the sickroom swung open revealing Simon Howard. He walked in and glared at Olivia, clearly agitated. “It was me who invited Mrs. Jenkins, it had nothing to do with Daniel, he had no idea. Also, you really think too highly of yourself! Always acting superior and making Daniel feel indebted to you; you’re becoming more and more repulsive.”
“Simon Howard, shut up! Mind your own business and get lost!” Suddenly agitated, Daniel broke into a severe fit of coughing, but thankfully he didn’t vomit.
Olivia stood quietly, not caring at all about Daniel’s condition. As if Daniel dying from his fits wouldn’t matter to her.
Ignoring Daniel’s order, Simon continued: “Daniel, as an outsider, let me comment. Yes, you have your flaws, but she’s not innocent either. ‘It takes two to tango.’
Can’t complaints or comments be aired directly? Why the urge to keep guessing and jumping to conclusions? If anything doesn’t fit your liking, you start perching on your high horse. To be candid, I can’t understand what goes on in a woman’s mind.”
Olivia was silent. She grabbed her bag and left Daniel’s sickroom without another word.
Staring at the open door, Simon spat in contempt. “See?! She doesn’t want to resolve any disputes – her actions are just escalating the conflict. She’s all about herself and always looking for the exit. I’ve held this back for a long time: both of you are flawed and of the same kind.”
“Have you said enough? She has left because of your scolding; what more do you want?” Daniel’s rage was on the brink of erupting. He yelled so hard that his throat hurt and it triggered another rough bout of coughing.
After a few seconds of hesitation, Simon boldly continued, “There are plenty of fish in the sea. If it’s absolutely not working out, just let it go. No point in forcing it. No matter how much you pour your heart out to her, she may not necessarily reciprocate.”
You’ve been accommodating her more than enough already. Her character itself is flawed, she never admits how sensitive she is. Clearly mindful of every detail, yet she continues to put on an air of nonchalance, convincing herself that she’s always right.”
She only sees your shortcomings, only highlights your flaws, and she never makes an effort to understand you. Some might interpret it as her being opinionated, but in reality, I see her as selfish. She cares only about her feelings and buries everything else deep within her.”
I’ve said my piece, I’m going to step out. You should reflect on your own. There’s only so much I can do for you.”
Seeing Daniel in a fit of coughs, Simon poured him a glass of warm water and placed it on the bedside table.
Then, he left the sickroom.
Besides coughing, Daniel sank into deep thought.
In fact, Daniel had a strong hunch that Olivia might want a child, and since he had been resistant to the idea, she had been bottling up her feelings.