Sweet Twins

Chapter 43 Who Owed Who

When Jay heard Doris' words, Jay moved his eyelids and twitched the corners of his lips, but still didn't open his eyes.

'I'm starting to think that I owed you something in my previous life. Since we met, I was wet with water and lost one hundred million. Then, my little soldier became badly injured,' Jay complained in his mind.

But no one truly knew who owed who.

And fate had a way of playing games with people who were destined to meet. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Doris lazily went to the kitchen and looked for something to eat, but found none. She saw a box of instant noodles and immediately opened it and went ahead and cooked two packs of it.

When the noodles were cooked, she took the food to the bedroom.

"Open your eyes and eat some of this if you don't want to starve to death," Doris said as she placed the bowl of steaming hot noodles on the nightstand near the bed.

Jay had been awake for some time and he heard Doris nagging while she cooked the noodles in the kitchen. It was the first time that he enjoyed listening to the sound of a woman's chatter.

He thought that if only Doris was not so sharp tongued, he would feel much better.

"Can't you be a bit gentler, Doris? A bit more lady-like, perhaps?" Jay asked as he moved his body to a sitting position.

"I have cooked noodles for you, and you still think that I am not gentle enough? Mr. Fang, this is the first time ever that I have cooked noodles for a man. Eat or starve, it's up to you." She picked up the bowl of noodles as soon as she finished speaking and was about to throw it to the trash bin.

"No! No! I'll eat it!"

Jay suddenly felt like he had just lost his prestigious status as the firstborn of the Fang family.

Doris just didn't treat him like he was an important person, and he couldn't seem to do anything about it at all.

Doris placed the bowl of noodles on Jay's hand. She looked irritated. "Eat it now. I have to go to work. Remember, don't shower. Apply the ointment every three hours. It will hurt a lot, so, you need to put up with it. Applying it too frequently will not be good for your recovery."

"Okay, what else? Go on," Jay said as he listened carefully to Doris' instructions.

Doris raised an eyebrow at him. "That's it," she replied simply.

Jay suddenly looked disappointed. "Then come back as soon as you get off work. Don't forget that I am your patient now," Jay reminded Doris.

"Okay, I will buy some food. You stay at home and be a good patient. I will make you some delicious food when I come back later in the afternoon," Doris said as she tried to console him.

Jay stared at Doris with a slight smile but said nothing.

"What are you smiling at?" Doris asked worried. She was sure that she didn't do anything funny at all.

"Nothing. I'm just looking forward to the food that you will cook," Jay said lightly with the same smile.

Doris took her mobile phone from the desk to check the time and to prepare to leave for work.

She unlocked her phone and was greeted by news notifications. One of the news items caught her attention and her eyes immediately widened. "Mr. Fang, bad news! Nancy is in trouble!"

"Why? What happened? Why do you look so worried?" Jay asked and was starting to feel worried as well.

"Here! Look!" Doris handed her mobile phone to Jay. He was also shocked when he read the news on Doris' phone.

"Wow! This is a little serious. Doctors taking bribes is somehow connected to their fame. But if this is true, then Nancy is in big trouble." The first thing that Jay thought of was to tell Charles about it.

Doris, on the other hand, immediately thought to call Nancy as soon as possible.

At that moment, Nancy was busy performing an operation on a girl, and her phone was turned off.

"I'm going to work. But what should I do?" Doris asked anxiously.

"You go to work now. We can't help her, but we can ask for Charles' help," Jay said as he pushed the bowl of noodles aside.

"I'm leaving now. Please, help Nancy. It's not easy for her. Her parents got divorced when she was very young, and her stepmother doesn't like her at all. To make it worse, her mother is in a vegetative state," Doris revealed; her voice was filled with concern.

"Don't worry too much, Doris. Someone is surely more anxious about this news than us. Just go to work," Jay suggested to Doris.

Even though most people didn't know how much Charles loved Nancy, there was no way that Jay wouldn't know about it as well.

"Okay. I'll be going now," Doris said then she left for work.

In the morning, Charles held a meeting with senior managers. He had briefed them on the direction of the market expansion in Southeast Asia.

His phone suddenly rang and he walked out of the conference room as the senior managers watched him.

When Charles paused his steps, all the senior managers behind him paused as well by instinct and stood respectfully behind him.

"Charles, check the news. It's about Nancy. She is such an unlucky girl. Since she got back she's been a constant target of news on the internet," Jay said over the phone in a light tone of voice.

"What?!" Charles asked worried. He immediately searched the internet for the latest news and true enough, he immediately found the news item on Nancy. His eyes immediately narrowed and turned into sharpened orbs.

He was normally serious when he spoke and in his overall manner, but the news made him look even more apathetic.

The sudden change in Charles' countenance immediately made the senior managers cautious. They had no idea why Charles suddenly changed his expression. He was fine inside the conference room mere minutes ago.

They all hoped that whatever soured Charles' mood had nothing to do with any of them.

"Just to set your expectation, Charles, I will not be able to help you with this one. I am in a bind and I can't even properly help myself right now," Jay said in a regretful tone of voice. He tried to reposition his legs, but ended up hurting himself and almost howled loudly in pain.

But Charles was too preoccupied to be concerned with Jay's situation. His mind was filled with concern and worry for Nancy. The image of Nancy's sad face after reading the news was all that he could see.

"Tell Hiram to come to my office," Charles said immediately to his secretary after he ended the call with Jay.

"Yes, sir!" his secretary replied instantly.

Charles then headed straight to the CEO's office with an emotionless face.

The senior managers, having no idea of what had happened, stood still, wondered and stared at each other.

"Mr. Fu," Hiram muttered when he saw the group of managers standing and looking puzzled at the hallway. He suddenly felt nervous. He went into the CEO's office carefully and approached Charles cautiously.

"Check this out. Find out what happened with that medical incident," Charles ordered. His voice sounded harsh and unforgiving.

"Right away, Mr. Fu," Hiram replied as he took the phone and carefully read the news item that Charles showed him.

"Give me a deadline," Charles demanded. He cast a cold glance at Hiram's face unapologetically.

"Two hours. Is that okay?" Hiram said, carefully measuring his words.

"One hour, just one hour!" Charles replied impatiently. Charles was unable to stand the news for one second, and thus, two hours would be enough to kill him with worry.

"Okay," Hiram replied and nodded reluctantly.

He immediately left, closing the door after him. After Hiram had left, Charles paced restlessly inside his office.

Charles' secretary noticed that he had not left to go to his private cafeteria, so, she decided to walk into his office and ask him. "Mr. Fu, for lunch..." the secretary said, but before she could finish, Charles interrupted her immediately.

"No, I'm good. Thank you," Charles replied.

"And those people... ...I mean, the managers at the hallway? What about them? Shall I tell them to have lunch?"

asked Viola tentatively.

But it was way past lunchtime, and the managers were left standing in the hallway, clueless with what to do and were all starving.

Thus, a bold senior manager approached Viola and asked her if they could have their lunch.

Viola prepared herself to be scolded before she agreed and decided to walk into Charles' office.

"They?" Charles asked puzzled, but he immediately realized what Viola was talking about. "Those idiots! Who told them to just stand there? Get them out of there!" Charles exclaimed.

"Yes, sir! I'll ask them to leave right away!" Viola replied nervously. She felt so frightened that sweat immediately formed on her forehead. She quickly stepped out of Charles' office and waved to the managers. She beckoned them to leave immediately.