Avery stilled.
"Well, that might not be the case. She will recover if the surgery is a success. Men are born to be unfaithful and cruel, especially men who are wealthy," the other person said. "It might not be that bad that Avery divorced him! Maybe true happiness awaits her ahead." Avery turned her heels and headed back to the ward.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Doctor, can she go hto rest?" Mike asked.
"Yes, but you will have to be careful. She can't be moving around independently. She probably can't see all that well right now, so you will need to hire a nurse to look after her," the doctor reminded him." Remember to get in touch withthe moment she shows any signs of discomfort." "Okay.” "Also, we placed three stitches inside her eyes so remember to cback in three months to have them removed." "Okay. Anything else we need to pay attention to?" "Keep her eyes clean, make sure her mood remains stable, and no crying," the doctor said. "Bear with it for a while and everything will be much easier once she fully recovers." "Yeah! Thank you!” Mike walked the doctor out of the room.
The nurse helped Avery to bed. "Miss Tate, would you like to lie down?" "I'll sit for a while." Avery's back was hurting from lying down too often.
"Your eyes should recover soon, so why are you so depressed?” Noticing Avery's gloomy mood, the nurse consoled her with a smile. "I've been a nurse for many years, and I've cared for my fair share of patients. I've seen how miserable it is to be ill, and | think a healthy body is most important.” "I think so, too." Avery beamed. "I'm actually in a good mood. Once my eyes get better, | can go on with all the things that I've been wanting to do." "Of course! Would you like ssoup?" "Getsome. | will have it on my own." "Sure." Shortly after, Mike returned to the room with a letter for discharge.
Avery had finished her soup and was handing the bowl back to the nurse.
"Avery, I'm done with the procedures." Mike walked toward her. "I want to take you to a resort to rest =a);QMR< recover." "Is that necessary?" "It's a house next to the ocean. The ocean view will be good for your eyes." Mike had already made the reservation for the house.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAvery accepted his suggestion. "You don't have to keep an eye onall the time. | feel much better." "It's not like I'm busy or anything..." Mike helped her out of the ward.
"I heard you the last tyou were on the phone." Avery paused for a few moments, before saying, "Elliot has fired Shaun and hired new people to take over higher management. He intends on going after Alpha Technologies." She had heard every word of what Mike had said.
Mike looked at her in shock. "Why didn't you say anything?" "I didn't know what to say. You didn't listen towhen | told you to go back to work," said Avery calmly. "| created Alpha Technologies. You wouldn't have to exhaust yourself if it wasn’t for me. You were never really interested in running a business or working, to begin with." "I'm not as unambitious as you think," Mike said, sounding defeated, "I might not like working that much, but | need a sense of accomplishment, too." "So what are you thinking?" "Once your eyes get better, | will return to the office," he said, reassuring her. "I won't stand idly by while Elliot hits us like that." "Mike, we don't really have to fight him. If we don't have what it takes to win, we can simply accept defeat." Avery had prepared herself for the worst. "I've already given Tate Industries up, so I'm not really that upset." "It's not happening yet, so let's not get overly permissistic." "I'm not being pessimistic. It's called being prepared for the worst so that we won't be caught off-guard." "Yeah." After exiting the hospital, Mike drove toward the ocean, which was half an hour away from the hospital. The house was located in the most famous beachside city in Bridgedale.
Once they settled in the mansion, Mike took her to the balcony.
It was four in the afternoon, and the sun was not as unforgiving as it had been, and a cool breeze blew over them.