“I know you care about me, but I just don’t trust the nurses. No one could possibly take better care of you than I can!”
Lana’s words warmed Niamh’s heart.
She was mostly recovered now, except for her left leg. After the surgery, she still had to use a wheelchair just to get out of bed.
“I never thought I’d end up like this–a total invalid.”
Catching the hint of despair in Niamh’s voice, Lana jumped in at once. “Oh, come on! It’s not forever. You know what they say–a broken bone takes time to heal. It hasn’t even been that long yet!”
“Yeah, you’re right…”
Lana’s encouragement made Niamh feel a little better.
“I’m telling you, don’t you dare give up hope. Focus on your recovery. Once you’re back on your feet, you can march right down to city hall, finalize that divorce, and go have the time of your life with a couple of young, gorgeous guys. Now that’s living!”
Niamh couldn’t help but laugh at Lana’s bold declaration.
“I want to get better, believe me. How else am I supposed to show up at Luminous Divas Fashion Week if my leg isn’t healed?”
Time was running out, and the thought made Niamh anxious.
But as Lana said, bones needed time to mend. No amount of worrying would speed
things up.
Jonathan hadn’t visited her today, but Preston Winslow had.
Niamh was genuinely surprised to see him.
“Don’t tell me you didn’t know? I was at the hospital the day of your accident, too! Stayed by your side for three days while you were unconscious, but the hospital only allowed two visitors at a time, so I had to go home at night.”
Preston’s words left Niamh even more stunned.
After she woke up, Lana had filled her in on all kinds of things that happened while
she was in a coma–except she’d never once mentioned Preston Winslow.
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Niamh instinctively glanced at Lana, who cleared her throat, looking sheepish.
She’d done it on purpose.
Lana couldn’t stand Preston Winslow.
To be honest, she disliked all of Jonathan’s friends, but Preston topped the list.
To Lana, Preston was always Marina’s loyal lapdog. So when he’d rushed to the hospital, running around and helping out nonstop, Lana had almost wondered if she was hallucinating.
Even though Preston had behaved himself during Niamh’s hospital stay, Lana still held a grudge. That’s why, after Niamh woke up, she deliberately never said a single good thing about him.
Now, in the hospital room, Preston was busy peeling an apple for Niamh.
Lana leaned in and whispered in Niamh’s ear, “I swear, Preston must’ve been body–snatched or something.”
Niamh chuckled. “Lana, have you been reading too many fantasy novels lately?”
“How’d you guess?” Lana shot back, genuinely surprised.
Niamh just burst out laughing.
Preston finished peeling the apple. As Lana took it from him, she remarked offhandedly, “Well, no matter what, you’re still better than Nia’s jerk of a husband.”
Lana didn’t really mean it as a compliment, but Preston blushed anyway, rubbing the back of his head.
“Really? You think I’m that great?”
-Lana rolled her eyes.
“Anyway, Jonathan’s tied up entertaining Marina’s parents these days, so he probably doesn’t have time to come by. But me? I can visit every single day.”
Preston looked almost proud as he said it.
Niamh didn’t really care whether Preston visited her or not; what caught her attention was the mention of Marina’s parents being in Aldenville.
Did they think their daughter’s wedding was just around the corner?
She glanced down at her left leg in its cast.
If she hadn’t been in that accident, if her leg weren’t shattered, she and Jonathan
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would have finalized their divorce by now. Maybe Jonathan would already have the wedding date set with Marina.
Lost in thought, she was startled by a knock at the door.
