NovelEnglishChapter 137:
Joanna was already awake when Norah stepped into her ward. She noticed Susanna standing nearby, which
initially made her feel somewhat displeased. However, she quickly managed to shake off the feeling.
Joanna reasoned that, given her current state—confined to a bed due to her injuries—it was only right for Norah
to have another companion by her side. Since Susanna was Sean's sister, Joanna suspected that he had sent her
over as a means to grow closer to Norah.
Joanna could tell that Norah was fond of Susanna, and with how lovely Susanna was, it was easy to see why.
Joanna hadn't seen Sean in quite a while, leaving her uncertain about his feelings toward Norah.
“Norah, you have no idea how much I've been looking forward to your visits every day! The pain from my wound
has been so bad, | found myself crying...” Joanna confessed, her eyes brimming with tears, her voice trembling.
Norah leaned over and gently wiped away her tears. “Joanna, | can see how much you're hurting. Look here, see
what | brought for you.”
As Joanna paused her crying, she looked curiously at Norah's hand. “What's that?”
Norah opened her palm to reveal a piece of milk candy. “After | finished surgery today, the patient's child handed
A smile broke through Joanna's tear-streaked face. “Thank you, Norah.” The milk candy, though simple, held
immense value for Joanna.
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It symbolized that Norah had kept Joanna in her thoughts, even amidst her busy schedule. For Joanna, that
meant everything.
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Susanna watched from a distance, her envy unmistakable. She suddenly realized that she lacked true friends.
The Scott family’s insistence on keeping anyone who approached her at arm’s length, due to her delicate
condition, and their intrusive surveillance meant that her friendships never lasted. Privacy had beca luxury,
and soon, she found herself friendless.
Moreover, due to health concerns, Susanna hesitated to actively seek out friendships, which made her even
more envious of the close bond between Norah and Joanna.
Witnessing Norah's gesture of saving the milk candy for Joanna after a long day’s work, Susanna understood that
it was more than just candy. It was a token of Norah's care for Joanna. This made Susanna recall a moment they
had shared in the villa, where Norah had given her a milk candy. That gesture had made her happy for days.
Lost in her thoughts, Susanna followed quietly as Norah wrapped up her conversation with Joanna and exited the
room.
“Susanna, are you alright?” Norah asked, noticing the shift in Susanna’s mood since they had entered Joanna's
ward. It was a stark contrast to her usual cheerful demeanor back in the ward.
Susanna settled into the passenger seat, secured her seatbelt, and spoke softly. “Watching you and Joanna
together madefeel envious. | realized | don’t have friends like that.” She fiddled with her fingers. “I didn’t
think too much when Frieda invitedout... | just went along, cheerful because of the invitation.” Susanna, in
her innocence, hadn't seen through Frieda’s ulterior motives.
Phillip later informed Susanna that both Frieda and Bart were now imprisoned, facing the prospect of a life
behind bars if the Scott family pressed charges.
Norah, who had long been a solitary figure, found a genuine connection with Joanna. Joanna's open-heartedness
and kindness had drawn her in, leading to a deep friendship. However, after Norah's marriage, their
communication dwindled, leaving Norah feeling pensive and somewhat melancholic.
Turning to Norah, Susanna asked, “Could we becgood friends?”
Susanna’s eyes widened as she considered the question earnestly. “You might think I'm only saying this to bridge
a connection between you and Sean, and | won't pretend that thought hasn't crossed my mind. But beyond that,
| genuinely wish for us to be friends.”
Susanna clasped her hands together, casting an anxious glance in Norah's direction. She feared her words might
cacross as awkward, especially after the heartfelt scene in Joanna's room. Yet, these were her true feelings,
her desire to befriend Norah unshaken by Sean's presence or absence.
“You're being silly. Haven't | always been kind to you?” Norah responded with clarity and warmth. “I truly like
you.”
Norah had taken Susanna under her care as her second patient upon resuming her role as the Supernatural
Doctor. She had always held a special place for Susanna, charmed by her endearing qualities.
Caught off guard, Susanna was left speechless, her emotions a mix of surprise and disbelief. “Norah, you've
always been kind to me. It's just hard to believe,” she confessed, struggling with the concept of friendship, yet
feeling the sincerity of Norah's words.
Now that I've made it clear, do you understand?” Norah reached out, tenderly caressing Susanna’s face, her
voice warm and reassuring. “You silly girl. You can share anything with me.”
Tears filled Susanna’s eyes as she nodded emphatically. “Okay.”
Derek, after reviewing his credit card statement for the third time, couldn't suppress his irritation. After a
composed farewell to his business associate, he made his way into his office, phone in hand. The statement
glaring back at him listed purchases exceeding a hundred thousand on three separate occasions.
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Clutching his phone, Derek was mindful of his company’s current financial strain and the need for frugality.
“Madeline, what have you been buying with my card?” Derek inquired, barely containing his frustration as the
call connected. “I've mentioned before that the company is tight on funds. Could you consider reducing your
spending?”
“Ah, Derek, I've been shopping with my sisters. It’s been ages since we last got together, so | picked out a few
small gifts for them and something for myself. Is it wrong to want to give gifts?” Madeline's voice brimmed with
hurt, Derek could almost see her pouting, which dampened his resolve to argue.
“It’s not about not giving gifts,” Derek softened his tone slightly. “But, as I've said, let's wait for the company to
stabilize financially. By then, you can shop to your heart's content.”
“But my sisters have been teasing us. | don’t want them to think we're struggling,” Madeline pleaded from her
hideout in the mall's bathroom, her voice a whisper. “Do you understand where I'm coming from?”
Derek’s grip on the phone tightened, his patience waning. He understood Madeline's concern about
appearances, yet he couldn't help but feel she was being reckless with his finances, especially given his current
situation. “Just make sure you chearly after your shopping,” Derek ended the call without reprimanding
Madeline. It was a reflection of his reluctance to express his discontent. Derek had always held Madeline in high
regard; she was the woman he had cherished. He believed in treating her well.
Yet, as he hung up, Derek found his thoughts drifting to Norah. Unlike Madeline, Norah had never demanded or
caused any worry. Since Madeline's return, however, he realized he had bent over backward to accommodate
Madeline’s numerous requests.
Holding her phone, Madeline had contemplated inviting Derek to dinner, hoping to smooth over the tension.
Before she could voice her intention, the call disconnected, leaving her with the sound of a dial tone and a
growing sense of resentment.
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