Chapter 402 Terrible Acting
Coral Bay.
After a night's rest, Aurelia was feeling much better.
Joe watched her finish breakfast and then started handling business in her hospital room, showing no intention of leaving. His assistant kept running back and forth, delivering documents and reporting work matters. He was on the go all morning.
Aurelia paced back and forth on the floor out of boredom. She wanted to be discharged, but Joe wouldn't allow it, insisting she stay the whole day.
"Joe, why don't you go back to the office? You're making me feel pressured."
She didn't want to delay his work since she was perfectly fine. Having been by Nathaniel's side for three years, she knew how busy a CEO of a large company could be.
Joe finished signing a document and put it aside. After gathering all the papers on the coffee table into a folder, he finally looked up at her. "Are you sure you can manage on your own here?"
Aurelia moved her arms and legs a bit, almost wanting to perform a set of military exercises to prove she was perfectly normal.
"Joe, do I look like I have any problems?"
She was scared last night, but she wasn't stupid or crippled. How could she not take care of herself?
Joe raised an eyebrow. He did have some important matters to attend to in the afternoon and had planned to have his assistant push them back. Seeing that his sister was fine, he was convinced.
"Alright, I'll head back to the office later. Can you behave yourself?"
Aurelia gave an OK sign, thinking to herself that as soon as he left, she would handle the discharge and go back to the office.
Joe wasn't that easy to fool; he knew exactly what his sister was thinking.
"Then I'll find a reliable caregiver to stay with you and come to pick you up for discharge in the evening."
Aurelia's smile gradually faded. Wasn't this just finding someone to keep an eye on her?
Joe was decisive. He called a doctor friend to recommend a reliable caregiver. His friend was efficient and said there was someone who had just finished a shift in the morning and could come over immediately.
Joe hung up the phone and transferred the money. In less than fifteen minutes, a middle-aged woman arrived at the room.
After giving instructions for a while, Joe left hurriedly with his documents. He had been quite busy lately.
The room was left with just Aurelia and the new caregiver.
Aurelia looked at the kind-hearted woman and thought, 'It's good that he's gone.' Even if he found someone to watch over her before leaving, it was better than delaying his work, which would make her feel uneasy.
Now she had a bit more freedom and didn't have to make phone calls like a thief.
The caregiver tidied up the room and asked Aurelia if she had any clothes that needed washing. She was used to taking care of patients who were less mobile, doing more tiring and dirty work. Some patients couldn't even go to the bathroom by themselves and needed her help.
Seeing Aurelia, who was perfectly healthy and showed no signs of illness, the caregiver was a bit surprised. When she received the transferred money earlier, she thought this patient might be difficult to take care of because the payment was three times the usual rate.
She didn't want to earn this money so easily and tried to find work to do in the room.
Aurelia noticed her unease. "There's nothing that needs washing. You don't need to keep busy; just sit and rest."
The caregiver was afraid of being dismissed. She had been a caregiver for many years and had never encountered a situation where she got paid without doing any work.
"Ms. Semona, just let me know if there's anything you need me to do."
Aurelia tied her hair up neatly.
Her room had a good view. Standing by the window, she could see the hospital's backyard, where some patients were taking a walk. She had been cooped up in this space all night and felt a bit stifled.
"How about you accompany me downstairs for a walk?"
"Sure!" The caregiver seemed relieved to have something to do.
Aurelia, still in her hospital gown, grabbed her phone and leisurely headed out. Before leaving, the caregiver brought a thermos of water for her.
They took the elevator and quickly reached the first floor, heading towards the backyard.
Aurelia finally breathed in the fresh air without the smell of disinfectant, feeling much more relaxed. She stretched and then saw a familiar figure ahead.
She was momentarily stunned but quickly dismissed the thought.
Aurelia thought, it couldn't be her. Why would she be cleaning in a hospital? That wasn't the job she was looking for.
Ahead was a narrow path lined with plants. Aurelia continued walking with the caregiver, getting closer and closer, and she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Soon, the other person noticed Aurelia too, freezing in place, looking a bit flustered and wanting to escape but it was too late.
Amy awkwardly took off her rubber gloves and smiled, not seeming to want to greet her, but it would be strange to pretend not to know each other given the close distance.
Aurelia was indeed surprised. It was really Amy.
The Amy who used to work as a jewelry designer at the industry-leading Heilbronn Group was now cleaning in a hospital.
The atmosphere was a bit tense. Aurelia had no intention of mocking anyone. Work was work, and every job was needed by society. But this was clearly not the time for a reunion.
She realized her presence had caused Amy some discomfort.
Imagine meeting a former colleague years later, where one had started a company and the other had fallen on hard times. Such a huge psychological gap would make anyone feel uncomfortable.
Aurelia politely nodded and turned to the caregiver. "Did I forget to take my medicine this morning?"
The caregiver, unaware that Aurelia knew the cleaning staff, didn't catch the underlying message.
"Mr. Semona didn't mention you needed to take any medicine this morning. Oh dear, my carelessness! Wait here, I'll go get it and be back in ten minutes."
Aurelia was about to say something when Amy spoke up. "Alright, don't make it hard for the caregiver. Your acting is terrible."
Amy sorted the trash into two bags, one for recyclables like bottles and cans, and the other for non-recyclable waste.
She organized everything and said, "I came to the hospital yesterday to see my son and saw an ad for a cleaning job. It's just an hour in the morning and an hour in the afternoon. Since I haven't found other work yet, I thought I might as well do it and earn some money. But I won't be doing this forever. These hands are meant to design beautiful jewelry. You don't need to pity me."
Hearing this, Aurelia relaxed. "I don't pity you. You used to bully me a lot."
Amy smirked, looking at Aurelia in her hospital gown. They had seen each other just the day before, and Aurelia had been in great shape, exuding the aura of a strong career woman.
Now, seeing her in this outfit, Amy asked, "What happened to you? You were fine yesterday."
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