Though paralyzed, still radiantly charming!

Chapter 32: I hope we can always be together

Scarlett saw a young blonde, confident, mature woman appear, her face lighting up with joy. She waved and greeted her, and the two walked together, engaging in a warm conversation.

The combination of the tight-uniformed, mature beauty and the blonde, stylish, confident, mature woman caught the attention of passersby, who couldn’t help but glance their way.

Ethan was looking at his phone, sitting on the hospital bed, his brow furrowed.

According to Blair, his aunt would come home late on these two days every week. If it was all to meet this blonde woman, things were starting to get strange.

“Blair, can you get a bit closer?”

Ethan wanted to hear what they were saying to understand the relationship between the two.

There was silence on the other end of the earpiece for a while before Blair’s voice came through, “No, I can’t get any closer. I’m too easily recognized.”

“Ah.” Ethan suddenly realized that with Blair’s tall stature of 5 feet 9 inches and her striking cheeks that no mask could hide, she was always the center of attention wherever she went.

“Never mind then, just be careful not to be spotted.”

He leaned against the hospital bed, realizing Blair was not a good choice for tailing someone,she was too conspicuous.

No doubt, this task was better suited for Emily.

But Emily was someone who enjoyed watching others for fun and had some psychological quirks that made her unpredictable. He really didn’t want to mess with this campus beauty.

As he pondered, the two women in the screen made a move.

Scarlett looked at her wristwatch, stood up with the blonde, confident, mature woman, and the two left together, chatting and laughing.

Blair followed closely behind them. After about a ten-minute walk, the area became crowded with young people dressed like students.

“This area is full of educational institutions and tutoring centers. It’s near Columbia University,” Ethan quickly recognized. This district was filled with tutoring and study services catering from elementary to university levels, making it a hub for students.

He had imagined all sorts of scenarios involving his aunt and the blonde woman but never expected them to come to this place.

The two women entered an office building.

Blair followed them inside.

Then she watched as his aunt and the blonde woman entered a tutoring school on the second floor.

After Scarlett entered the classroom, Blair asked around and found out it was a professional exam prep class, and Scarlett was attending a session for a teaching certification exam.

Once she figured it out, Ethan didn’t ask her to continue following them.

These tutoring sessions usually lasted three hours, which, including the travel time, matched up with the time his aunt usually got home, proving she wasn’t going on dates.

“I’m such a jerk.” Ethan lay on the bed, hands covering his face, wishing he could jump out of the window.

He knew the reason his aunt was attending the tutoring classes.

That sexy photo album had made his aunt believe his dying wish was for her to become a teacher.

She had promised him then that she would definitely become a teacher.

Ethan had almost forgotten about it, but his aunt had been persistently working hard at it.

Scarlett had to work every day, prepare his meals, take care of him, and still find time to study.

“Ah! I’m such a terrible person!”

Ethan felt so ashamed that when Blair returned to the hospital, he was still lying in bed, staring out the window, his eyes vacant.

“Would you like some black tea?” Blair, holding a shopping bag, took off her hood, revealing her striking cheeks, and handed him a can of hot black tea.

“Thank you.” Ethan came back to his senses and reached out to take it.

Blair helped him twist off the cap before handing it to him.

The two sat together, each lost in their own thoughts, neither speaking.

Ethan had always known his aunt was strong,otherwise, she wouldn’t have run away from home with Blair in her arms after witnessing Blair suffering from domestic abuse and crying from hunger.

She had always been striving to live her life to the fullest.

Ethan held the can in his hands, feeling its warmth and a silent guilt rising within him. “Blair.”

“Huh?” Blair looked up.

“Are we ruining Aunt’s happiness?” Ethan asked, gripping the can, the metal sharp against his skin.

“I don’t know,” Blair shook her head, her gaze meeting his. “But if you give up now, you’ll definitely regret it.”

“Damn!” Ethan pouted. “I thought you’d advise me to give up.”

Blair looked at him with a hint of a smile. “I hope we can always be together.”

“Yeah, we will be.” Ethan took a deep breath and downed the black tea, feeling the warm liquid flow down his throat. “I love my aunt more than anyone else. No one can take her away from me.”

With his resolve firmed, his thoughts became more active.

“Wait.” Ethan furrowed his brow. “If Aunt is going to tutoring classes every week, that means she’s not dating Henry. Isn’t it strange for a couple in love not to go on dates?”

“Women over thirty are all about marriage,there aren’t that many dates,” Blair said, crossing her legs and holding a coffee can.

“Where did you get that theory?” Ethan grimaced.

“From TV,” Blair replied.

“Forget it.” Ethan rested his chin on his hand. “We still need to start with Henry.”

His mind then flashed to Emily’s cheerful face.

“Let’s sleep on it, think more tomorrow.” After saying goodnight to Blair, Ethan crawled under the covers.

The next day, Ethan spent the day undergoing rehabilitation training, but getting out of bed was already his limit.

It was like hitting a bottleneck,the furthest he could walk was to the door of his room before he was out of breath.

This was the current limit of his physical strength.

In the afternoon, as the sunset draped the sky in a veil of red,

Emily appeared at the door of the hospital room, backlit by the sunset, her golden straight hair and pretty, innocent face visible. Today, without her usual black stockings, her short skirt revealed a pair of fair, long legs. “Ethan, you seem disappointed. Is it because I’m not wearing the sheer black stockings you like today?”

She sat down by the bed, her feet swinging cheerfully.

“Cough, cough.” Ethan coughed awkwardly. “I need your help with something.”

“Oh?” Emily crossed her arms over her chest. “Even though I’m your girlfriend, I don’t agree to do adult intimate things before marriage.”

“I need you to help me investigate Henry,” Ethan said, cutting to the chase, not in the mood for her antics.

“Oh?” Emily showed no surprise, tilting her head. “What aspect of Henry would you like to investigate?”

“He’s so handsome and likes to dress up, yet according to you, he has a very good reputation. Isn’t that strange?” Ethan rested his chin on his hand.

“I suspect he must have some secrets.”

After he finished, he met Emily’s playful gaze, feeling extremely awkward.

“Hee~ Ethan, your jealous look is quite amusing,” Emily’s eyes twinkled with amusement. “But I agree, however, in exchange, after the investigation results come out, you need to agree to do something for me~”

“What is it?” Ethan swallowed nervously, fearing Emily might have some bizarre request, but he had no choice but to rely on her.

“Don’t worry~” Emily waved her hand casually. “Something like hiding in a handbag and being carried around the mall by me. Just a game of that sort, it won’t hurt you~”

“You!” Ethan was frustrated, knowing Emily was someone who enjoyed making a spectacle, but he hadn’t expected her to take it this far.