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Chapter 427
“No need. It’s nothing. I don’t need to go to the hospital,” Rosalie hurriedly said.
“Drive,” Jonathan said coldly to the driver.
The driver started the car and drove toward the hospital.
Rosalie knew that Jonathan would do whatever he had decided.
Therefore, she did not say anything more. Since there was no way for her to avoid it, she could only accept his offer
obediently.
After all, what she had learned the most over the years were patience and acceptance.
Her sudden silence slightly surprised him for a moment.
She sat quietly in the carriage, her face slightly pale, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her eyes half-lowered.
She covered her knees with her hands, the veins on the back of her hand faintly visible as if she was suppressing
the pain.
“Does it hurt?” he couldn’t help but ask Rosalie.
“It’s fine. It’s not too painful, actually,” she said faintly. After all, compared to the pain from standing for so long a
few days ago, the pain that day was not much for her.
He pursed his thin lips and asked, “Don’t you go to Centennial Hospital for treatment these days?”
“That kind of hospital is not for me,” said Rosalie, thinking that only rich people in Strico could afford private
hospitals like Centennial Hospital.
Moreover, she was just a legal assistant, and her monthly salary was only 1,400 dollars. She couldn’t afford to go to
such a place for treatment.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBesides, her joint problem was not something that could be cured overnight.
“It’s fine. I will ask someone to arrange the treatment for your weekly visits from now on,” said Jonathan.
Rosalie was taken aback. His words made her feel as if they had not yet broken up and he still cared about
everything about her.
“Jonathan, we have broken up.” She said in a low voice, “So, you don’t have to arrange any treatments for me.”
He stared at her and slowly opened his lips. “So what? I did break up with you, but that doesn’t mean I can’t
arrange your treatments. Even after we have broken up, I can still get you whatever you need. Even if you want a
law firm, I can get it for you.”
Rosalie smiled bitterly and thought, “What is this? Is this a gift after our breakup?”
Rosalie lifted her eyes slightly and looked at his beautiful and amorous eyes, saying, “I don’t need all these.” If she
really took those things from him, it would make her feel like she would be willing to become his plaything for
money.
His brows furrowed slightly.
She continued, “We’ve broken up, so there is nothing between us, and I have no reason to accept any gift from
you.”
“What about ‘Rosie’? Does that count?” he suddenly asked. “Didn’t you want me to call you ‘Rosie?” Her words
were like an invisible needle piercing his heart.
Rosie?
Rosalie’s body suddenly trembled. She had not heard him call her that name for so long.
“I… I’m not Rosie,” she said with difficulty.
His lips curved slightly, and he placed his large hand over hers on her knee. “As long as I say you are Rosie, you are
Rosie.”
In an instant, she felt like her heart had been struck heavily. It was so painful.
The car arrived at the hospital entrance, and Jonathan carried Rosalie directly into the hospital.
It was still the same doctor who had attended to Rosalie previously.
After examining her knees, the doctor said, “Ms. Leighton, it seems that your sudden treatment withdrawal has
caused the discomfort. Also, you might have caught a cold, and that’s why your knees ache from time to time. Joint
conditioning is a long-term process. Stopping medication midway can sometimes worsen the situation.”
“Give her a prescription. I’ll ask her to come for treatment every week from now on,” said Jonathan coldly.
“No. I don’t need to condition for a long term. Some pain relief medication will do,” said Rosalie.
The doctor looked at Jonathan with a troubled expression.
“Do as I say,” said Jonathan.
And so, the doctor prescribed her medication and asked his assistant to get the medicine.
Just as Jonathan was about to ask the gynecologist who had been examining Rosalie’s uterus to attend to her, the
latter suddenly said, “No need.”
Jonathan frowned slightly. Just as he was about to say something, Rosalie suddenly smiled and said, “I wanted to get
my uterus checked in hopes of having children in the future. But now that I have no plans to give birth, I don’t need
that anymore.”
Jonathan pursed his thin lips. After a while, he gestured for the gynecologist to leave.
Rosalie sat on the couch in the VIP consultation room and began to rub her knees with her hands again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe pain in her knees persisted. Based on her past experiences, even if it were for a short period, the pain would
still last for two to three hours, and sometimes it could last longer up to seven or eight hours.
At that moment, Jonathan suddenly crouched down in front of Rosalie. His hands took over hers and began to rub
her
knees.
For a split second, Rosalie was startled.
With his beautiful and slender fingers, accompanied by a moderate force, he rubbed her knees rhythmically
through her dress.
Her knees were getting increasingly warm as if they were going to burn.
“Feeling better?” His inherently elegant voice that carried a touch of chillness resonated in the noiseless
consultation room, making it sound particularly clear.
Rosalie stared at the face before her. When he crouched down, their eyes almost met at the same level. His
glistening gaze seemed to convey his concern for her.
But how could he possibly be concerned about her? It was just his vestiges of sympathy after their breakup.
“I’ll do it myself,” said Rosalie.
He arched his eyebrow and said, “Why? You don’t like me rubbing it for you?”
“We’ve broken up.” She repeated the sentence again.
Jonathan paused his rubbing, musing, “Why is she so eager to distance herself from me? Is it because she said that
she wants to forget me?”
The scene where she had kissed him in a state of intoxication at the entrance of Night Sky came back to his mind-
and her giggly smile, along with her words… “Jonathan, I want to forget you…”
What she had said and done should have been normal responses after a breakup, yet he felt so uncomfortable
about it. “Since we’ve broken up, why did you hug and kiss me that day?” Jonathan’s sudden question left Rosalie
stupefied.