Chapter 285 Could You Please Step Out?
Just then, a soothing voice whispered in Susan's ear.
"Don't worry, Mary’s got Spring and Hayden. They’re doing great!"
Recognizing the voice, Susan turned to see Seb standing there.
Seb wore a white shirt, no tie, with the collar slightly open. His hair was a bit messy, and he had some stubble. He looked tired but his eyes were gentle, making Susan's heart race.
Feeling flustered, Susan quickly looked away.
No doubt, Seb was handsome. But now, he had a rugged charm and deeper eyes. He'd matured, and his gentle tone was driving her crazy.
Was Seb trying to make her give in? She wouldn't fall for it!
The more attractive something was, the more dangerous. Falling for Seb would bring her heartache and suffering. She'd been through it before and learned her lesson.
Despite her resolve, Susan found herself blushing, a hint of guilt coloring her cheeks.Seb, worried about her health, didn't notice her change in mood.
"Is this a hospital?" Susan asked, looking around.
Seb nodded. "You have acute mastitis. The fever's down, but the doctor says you need a week of treatment."
"A week? No way! I need to take care of Spring," Susan protested.
Seb replied patiently, "I know you're weaning Spring. This is a good time to stay in the hospital. Mary can take care of Spring. Once you're better, you can go back to her. By then, Spring will have adjusted. How does that sound?"
Seb spoke gently, knowing Susan might resist.
Susan felt the pain in her chest. She looked down and saw her swollen chest stretching the hospital gown.
In her condition, she really couldn't take care of Spring and needed treatment.
Susan trusted Mary, who had raised Hayden. Mary was kind and good with kids, so Susan felt reassured.
"Plus, Mary’s experienced with weaning. She's more reliable than you," Seb added.
Susan got angry. "How am I not reliable at weaning?" she snapped.
As she looked up, she noticed Seb's eyes wandering over her.
Susan glanced down at her swollen chest, her face turning red. She quickly crossed her arms and snapped, "What are you looking at?"
Seb had just followed her gaze and saw her swollen chest, knowing it was a normal reaction during lactation. He didn't mean anything by it, but Susan's question made things awkward.
Seeing her anger, Seb quickly looked away, scratching his head. "I didn't see anything."
"What do you want to see?" Susan shot back.
"I didn't want to see anything. Besides, there's nothing to see right now," Seb said, trying to defuse the situation. But his words only made it worse.
"What did you say?" Susan snapped.
"Nothing," Seb muttered, feeling wronged. 'You really can't reason with women,' he complained silently.
Just then, Susan winced in pain. "Ouch!"
"What's wrong?" Seb asked, stepping forward nervously.
"Go get the nurse!" Susan cried, clutching her chest.
"Why the nurse? I'll get the doctor!" Seb didn't understand her condition but knew it was serious, so he turned to leave.
"I said the nurse, not the doctor!" Susan shouted after him.
Seb never listened. He always thought he knew what she needed, but he was always wrong.
Hearing her shout, Seb turned around, confused but obedient. "Okay, I'll get the nurse." He quickly left the room.
Soon, the nurse arrived.
"What's the matter?" the nurse asked, looking at Susan.
Susan was about to answer but saw Seb standing behind the nurse, watching her.
"Could you please step out for a moment?" Susan asked Seb.
Seb, anxious and not understanding, said, "Tell the nurse what's wrong first!"
"I said, step out! Don't you understand?" Susan snapped, already irritated.
Seb frowned but didn't argue. He stood there, unwilling to leave without knowing what was wrong.
Seeing him standing there, Susan got even angrier but couldn't do anything about it.
She turned her head away, refusing to talk to the nurse with Seb in the room.
The nurse, noticing the wet patch on Susan's gown, guessed what was going on.
"Sir, could you please step out? This lady has a personal matter to discuss with me," the nurse said to Seb.
Seb looked at Susan and seemed to understand. Feeling awkward, he nodded and left the room.