Chapter 245 - 244: Irene is in Trouble (4)
Asher Land didn’t know how to define Irene Morton’s place in his heart.
When you are in darkness, if someone is willing to stand beside you and shine a light, you would surely feel grateful.
Perhaps, Irene was that person who made him feel a trace of gratitude.
"Mr. Land, Miss Morton is awake!" The caretaker ran over and said to Asher Land in surprise.
Without a word, he stood up and strode towards the ward, with Sophie Smith following closely behind.
The ward was filled with a strong medicinal smell, and as Sophie entered, Irene’s gaze happened to land on her.
"Irene, are you feeling any better?" Sophie asked with concern.
Irene seemed unwilling to see her, and turned her head away indifferently.
Sophie stood there, feeling a bit awkward.
"Irene, Sophie came specifically to see you, why are you acting like this?"
Asher Land’s tone was like an adult scolding a child. He couldn’t quite understand why Irene’s attitude towards Sophie had taken such an abrupt 360-degree turn.
"Then what do you want me to do?" Irene’s voice was very soft, as if she was aggrieved.
"Asher, I left the things on the table. I’m leaving now."
Seeing that Irene had recovered quite a bit, Sophie felt relieved. Since Irene didn’t want to see her now, it was better for Sophie to leave, as she shouldn’t impact the patient’s mood.
"I’ll take you back." Asher Land was about to get up, but Sophie shook her head.
"I drove here myself. I don’t need you to take me." She glanced at Irene, paused, and then said, "If Irene wants anything to eat, just call me. I’ll have the chef make it and bring it over."
After Sophie finished speaking, she turned and walked out of the ward.
As much as Asher Land wanted to chase after her, he looked at the still weak Irene and restrained his impulsive thoughts.
"Heh, Brother Asher, if you don’t want to stay here with me, then go. I don’t need your sympathy." Irene’s lips curled into a self-deprecating smile. "I know your heart only has room for Sister Sophie, ..."
"Irene!" Asher Land’s expression was somewhat stern. "Don’t tell me you’re jealous!"
"That’s right!" Irene didn’t bother denying it. "I’m jealous of Sister Sophie. Why is it that she can completely have you after only knowing you for a few months?"
Irene’s voice was a bit agitated, "Do you know, I’m also willing to give you my heart and my body. I like you, way more than Sister Sophie does!"
Asher Land didn’t expect Irene to speak so bluntly. For a moment, he seemed a bit at a loss, as he had always treated Irene like a sister.
"Irene, I won’t allow you to be jealous of Sophie." His voice was cold yet firm, "There is absolutely no possibility between you and me."
"No possibility?" Irene chuckled lightly. "Is there even a possibility between you and Sister Sophie? Has she ever loved you? Even if she loves you, would Uncle Land agree to the two of you being together?"
He was silent for a moment. Did Sophie love him?
Proud as he was, he was still self-aware enough to know that Sophie had no feelings for him.
Seeing him not speak, Irene thought that her words had successfully hit the sore point of his relationship with Sophie, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of triumph.
She knew that both Asher Land and Sophie were aware that there was no future for them.
So, all she needed to do was be patient and wait.