Chapter 59 Bentley's Gentleness
Chapter 59 Bentley's Gentleness
Chapter 59 Bentley's Gentleness
In the hospital, Bentley looked at the woman on the bed. Anderson had just examined her.
"It's not a big problem." Anderson said, "Let her have a good rest. Today, she suffered from drowning, fever and fainting. Moreover, she woke up and fainted because of you again."
Anderson sneered at Bentley, "Bentley, you are still good at torturing people."
To his surprise, Bentley didn't give himself a cold eye.
He was in a good temper today.
Anderson wanted to seize this rare opportunity to say more to Bentley. After all, Bentley was not a pushover at ordinary times.
"Tell me, what did you do to her after I left?"
Bentley gave him a cold eye like a knife, which made Anderson feel daunted. "OK. You needn't to tell me if you don't want to." As if to ease the atmosphere, Anderson acted like a female. "Darling, you're scaring me."
Hearing his strange tone, Bentley standing by the bed looked colder. He turned his head and squinted at Anderson abruptly. "Anderson, you can leave now."
"I'm on call at all times. Now you're kicking me out? Bentley, I have never met a more ruthless person than you."
Bentley breathed out. "Anderson, go back to rest. Thank you so much." He raised his hand and looked at his watch again, saying gently, "You should make your rounds in the hospital tomorrow,
right? It's too late. If you stay here, you will not get enough sleep."
Perhaps it was difficult for others to perceive Bentley's gentleness. Although Anderson felt that his attitude changed a lot, he felt warm inside.
Outsiders only knew Bentley was overbearing, arrogant and aloof. In fact, only his good friends knew his gentleness couldn't be noticed sometimes.
Anderson suddenly looked at Caroline on the bed, and an idea appeared in his mind. He turned to look at Bentley beside him with suspicion. No way!
Bentley showed his gentleness to Caroline too?
"You..." Anderson stopped talking.
"What?"
"You should treat her better." Finally, Anderson hid the idea that suddenly appeared in his heart and didn't say it.
He knew Bentley too well. As his best friend, Bentley was aloof with a strong character. If he told Bentley directly "you are in love with Caroline", more suffering would be brought to Caroline.
Caroline was sent to prison by Bentley and stayed there for three years. If he really understood that he loved Caroline, he would not accept this fact.
Anderson literally knew Bentley very well.
Furthermore, it was just a conjecture. Maybe Anderson guessed wrong.
"I mean, don't afflict her. In such a bad health condition, she will die and doesn't have to come to the hospital for a few more times.
If you really hate her so much that you want to torture her and retaliate against her for Winnie, you should first keep her healthy and keep her alive, right? "
Anderson felt that it was enough to say so much. If he said too much, it would be counterproductive. He waved his hand and said, "Well, I'll go first. I have to make my rounds in wards tomorrow, so I should go back to sleep."
When he left, the ward suddenly became quiet. Without the voice of Anderson, there was actually a strange silence in the hospital at night.
This kind of quietness was completely different from the feeling of being alone at home at night.
Bentley took a chair and sat by the bed.
His eyes fell on Caroline's forehead.
He finally saw the wound that she had stuck with a Band-Aid and blocked with bangs.
Anderson said the wound was a new one stacked on top of the old one. The new one was made in the past few days. The old one had been made for some years.
Suddenly, Bentley remembered whenever and wherever he saw her in Royal Club, this side of her forehead must be covered firmly with bangs.
He thought it was ugly and didn't know why did she like such an ugly hairstyle. He guessed maybe such a hairstyle was stipulated in prison and Caroline was used to it.
He lifted her bangs to the side to reveal the whole wound with long fingers.
Anderson was a professional doctor. As he put it, God knew how a woman could stand such an ugly wound on her forehead.
Bentley didn't touch the wound, but slowly fell on her cheek, sliding across her face and skin.
The skin under his finger pulps was very rough. She was just in her twenties, but every part of her body showed the vicissitudes of life.
He touched her eyebrows that were not plucked. Bentley could still see the Caroline three years ago from her eyebrows. Then he touched her deep dark circles. Finally, he put his fingers on her lips with a rough touch. She didn't have a flawless and lustrous complexion belonging to women in their twenties. Every part of her body was engraved with traces of time.
He turned his eyes to her body slowly. He wondered if he could cut open her body and see the organs inside, would her organs also be engraved with the vicissitudes of time?
The phone vibrated and Bentley picked it up. "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Shawn, what about Madison?"
"I don't want to see her again." Caroline was right. He was a wolf that ate meat and drank blood.
"Yes, Mr. Shawn."
Cyrus had no doubts and was ready to hang up the phone.
Suddenly, he heard Bentley's voice. "Wait."
"Mr. Shawn, is there anything else that you require?"
Bentley glanced at Caroline on the bed. After a pause, he raised his phone. "Lock her up first. Don't kill or maim her."
Cyrus was stunned and quickly replied, "Yes."
Cyrus glanced at the shivering woman at his feet and said to the two bodyguards around him, "Mr. Shawn said lock her up. Don't torture her."
Madison looked pale and grabbed Cyrus's calf. "Why do you still plan to lock me up? Didn't Caroline intercede for me? Why are you going to lock me up?"
Cyrus didn't want to explain to the stupid woman. Did she think she would have such a good treatment?
According to Mr. Shawn's previous decision, she didn't get the chance to be locked up. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.
"Did she went to beg Mr. Shawn for me?"
"Let go." Cyrus felt even more disgusted. "Don't just stand there. Lock her up right now." He scolded the two bodyguards coldly.