NovelEnglishChapter 482 The Workaholic Ever since that day, Jack never mentioned anything about confessing his feelings again.
He still treatedthe same, but it seemed like work had becmuch busier for him, and he cby less often.
Nevertheless, he still broughtmeals every now and then, sometimes even flowers.
A few times, I tried to bring up the topic of our feelings, but he would instinctively avoid it. Eventually, I gave up trying to talk about it and decided to just treat him as a friend.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMy health improved day by day, and soon, I found myself restless. I couldn't sit still anymore, and my mind kept wandering. I wondered if I could find something to do.
After I won ten lobsters from Andrew in a gof poker, he was done with it.
"This gsucks," he grumbled. "Poker's supposed to be outsmarting the big players. I'm just a small-tplayer, and you're the one cleaningout." "Andrew, there's an old saying-if you can't handle the heat, don't get in the kitchen," I teased.
"I don't care," he shot back. "I lost, but I'm still keeping my lobsters. If you cook them right, maybe I'll share a little with you." When Jack walked in, I was in the midst of deciding whether I wanted garlic butter or just steamed lobsters. Andrew gave him a dark look.
"Jack, don't you think you could assign her swork? She's practically bouncing off the walls now. If she doesn't find something to do soon, she'll eat up all the seafood in the market." I burst into laughter at Andrew's remark but quickly stifled it when he shota pointed look. Jack, trying to look serious, nodded thoughtfully.
"Actually, there's a task that could use her help." "Really? That's great!" Both Andrew and I spoke at the stime.
I shot Andrew a teasing glance. He was obviously still holding a grudge about losing his lobsters to me, but he quickly turned it into something else.
But then Andrew frowned. "No, I think we should hold off for now. The task might be too difficult for her. She needs to rest for a while longer and shouldn't be discharged just yet." "If I don't get discharged, you'll have to lose toevery day. Do you want to go fishing for lobsters?" I pouted, then turned to Jack with a hopeful look.
"Mr. McLennan, do you have any work for me? I can be a temporary employee. No benefits, just pure work. I'm ready to hustle and work overtime." Jack looked athelplessly before pulling out a small cake and handinga fork.
Jack said, "I won't exploit you. I'm not that heartless. Well, we need help with two new projects in Erewhon. The designs have been problematic, and if you're up for it..." "I'm absolutely up for it!" I replied enthusiastically, cutting him off before he could finish.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI extended my hand with an awkward smile.
"I think the company might need to equipwith a few things first. I don't have my laptop or tablet with~~here, and I'd also like a drawing board. Oh, and can you set up a bank account for me?" need it for smembership subscriptions." Since arriving in Erewhon, I hadn't left the hospital. My old accounts weren't usable, which made everything inconvenient.
Jack sighed, looking atresignedly. "Alright, I'll have someone help you get set up." Finally, I would be able to get back to work. The excitement in my chest was almost overwhelming. I promised myself I wouldn't play any more games for a while and instead focus on researching the latest design proposals.
Even though Andrew had tried to dissuadefrom working, my health indicators had been om beeconsistently good, and he couldn't find a reason to stopanymore. Andrew muttered, "Unbelievable! Is this what happens when a workaholic beats illness? "If this actually works as a treatment, I'll start prescribing 18-hour workdays to my patients."
I would just smile and shake my head each time. Maybe I was the only true workaholic. Others might not be the same. Before I was discharged, Julian and Alisa's wedding was about to take place. Jutian had already senttheir wedding photos. Seeing the photos, half of which didn't even include Julian, I burst out laughing.
"Juls, don't you think my cousin could swap in a new groom and reuse these wedding photos?"
On the other end of the call, Julian replied in a low, impatient tone m "That's not happening in her lifetime. The wedding will be livestreamed, so get srest tonight."
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