Chapter 315 Didn't Really Like Her
Jackson pulled Lillian's hand over and held Susan's hand together.
However, Susan's expression turned cold, and she suddenly shook off Lillian. "What heaven? Henry is perfectly healthy. He's abroad on business. Stop cursing my son! Get out of here!"
Susan's intense reaction startled Lillian, who was suddenly thrown off and frightened by Susan's harsh words.
She stumbled a step, and at that moment, Dominic worriedly stepped forward and accidentally bumped into Lillian.
Lillian's lower back hit the bedside table, causing a sharp pain.
"Alright, Susan. Henry is abroad. Just rest well and call him later." Dominic comforted Susan.
Jackson frowned slightly, thinking that Susan might have been agitated by those online curses, which had caused her to become overly emotional and somewhat irrational.
Jackson said, "Aunt Susan, don't get so worked up."
Susan, breathing heavily, collapsed onto the bed but insisted on pointing in Lillian's direction. "Jackson, she's talking nonsense! Get her out!"
Lillian stood there dumbfounded, looking lost.
She only wanted to comfort people and didn't expect such a result.
She looked at Jackson, who looked back and said, "Lillian, wait for me outside."
He was also asking her to leave, which made Lillian feel aggrieved and stifled.
Lillian pressed her lips together, wanting to say something, but Jackson had already turned to comfort Susan.
"Okay," Lillian said with a grievance, and Jackson didn't look at her again.
Lillian felt a bit hurt and stifled inside.
But in this situation, she couldn't really blame Jackson.
She silently turned around, walked out of the ward, and closed the door.
Lillian walked to the bench next to the ward and sat down, holding her lower back.
The spot where she had been hit still hurt, probably bruised.
She wondered if she was overthinking it. It seemed like Susan didn't really like her.
She remembered a time when Jackson took her to the Price Mansion as a child, and Susan had prepared gifts for everyone except her.
However, she had no grudges with Susan, and Susan had no reason to target her deliberately.
Lillian stopped thinking about it. She sat on the bench. After being pregnant, she was especially sleepy. Before long, she started to slide down the bench.
As Lillian's body tilted, a large hand reached out and caught her.
Barry supported Lillian's head with one hand and steadied her.
Lillian was in a deep sleep, showing no signs of waking up.
Barry hesitated for a moment, then took off his coat and draped it over Lillian.
He sat beside her, keeping her company. After a while, he felt a weight on his shoulder.
Barry's breath caught, and he slowly turned his head to see Lillian, still asleep, leaning her head on his shoulder.
Her soft hair brushed lightly against his neck, and her unique, faint scent of gardenias filled the air, stirring his heart.
Barry's whole body stiffened. He knew she was asleep and unaware of anything.
He should have moved away from her or woken her up.
But at that moment, he couldn't bear to. His hands clenched into fists on his knees. He just wanted to allow himself a moment of indulgence.
He turned his head and looked at Lillian's slightly parted, rosy lips as she slept, slowly leaning closer.
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