Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband-Chapter 989 - Waiting at the Door Until Late into

Chapter 989: Chapter 989: Waiting at the Door, Until Late into the Night…

Chapter 989: Chapter 989: Waiting at the Door, Until Late into the Night…

“But Big Brother Howard, I don’t want a nurse!” She looked somewhat pitifully aggrieved, her eyes brimming with resentment.

Clayton Howard furrowed his brows, knowing that because she had seen deceased people in the hospital when she was young, she had been unable to bear staying in hospitals ever since.

But her injuries now necessitated hospitalization.

He sighed and soothed her softly, “It’s okay, the nursing staff will be with you 24 hours a day.”

“I don’t want that, I just want Big Brother Howard to accompany me, otherwise, I won’t stay in the hospital!” Audrey Sawyer was slightly discontented, the spitting image of a young lady spoiled by indulgence.

Clayton Howard was also helpless, but she needed to be hospitalized for a couple of days, and he couldn’t possibly stay with her for all three days!

“Big Brother Howard… I don’t want to be hospitalized, I’m afraid to stay alone in the hospital…” Seeing him remain silent, Audrey Sawyer simply forced out tears, looking at him woefully.

Seeing her like this, Clayton Howard also felt somewhat helpless, “But I have work.”

“Then can’t you take a few days off?” she asked.

Take time off? In the past ten years, the concept of taking leave had never applied to him.

It was just yesterday afternoon, he had taken half a day off at Duke Station Throne to drive Camila Walker back.

He was silent, and Audrey Sawyer knew well that although he doted on her, if he had made up his mind, her insistence would be futile.

So, she gave up.

“Okay then, I won’t hold up your work…”

At her words, Clayton Howard smiled lightly, then glanced at the time; it was already 7 PM.

No sooner had he stood up than Audrey Sawyer exclaimed in alarm, “Where are you going!?”

Clayton Howard paused, looking at her, “I’m going to get you something to eat, or aren’t you hungry?”

At his words, Audrey Sawyer finally relaxed and smiled, nodding lightly a few times, “Hungry!”

He smiled, then turned and left the hospital room.

Once outside the hospital, what should have been a sunny weekend had turned to rain in the evening.

Clayton Howard slightly frowned, feeling a bit displeased about the sudden heavy downpour.

With no other choice, he drove to a nearby street to pick up some food, then returned to the hospital room.

Meanwhile.

In front of the Apartment Tower, Camila Walker gazed at the heavy downpour as she approached Clayton Howard’s place, pressing the doorbell several times, but no one came to open the door.

She couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

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It was night; were he and Audrey Sawyer not at home? Where could they be?

Looking at the time, it was around 7 PM, and it was raining heavily outside. After thinking it over, she decided to wait a little longer in case they might return soon.

But as time ticked by, and since she hadn’t brought an umbrella when she left the car, she, already somewhat soaked, felt even colder, so she huddled at the door waiting for their return.

The longer she waited, the more ridiculous she felt. Why was she dragging her freezing body to wait here for their return?

She had clearly asked Clayton Howard to contact her, had he forgotten, or had Audrey Sawyer simply not relayed the message?

And why was his cell phone off all day?

The night, gradually deepened.

She didn’t know how much time had passed until she felt her body getting colder and colder, and then she reluctantly stood up and walked toward the elevator entrance.

It was already 11:30 PM. Where on earth had they gone? Or…

She turned her head, looking at the eerily quiet Apartment Main Gate.

Had they been inside the whole time?

She took out her phone, only to find that it was now out of power.