Chapter 149 Tough Guy
Isabella saw Richard standing outside when she went to get hot water.
Even though they had met a few times, Isabella was still startled by his gaze.
Richard didn't look scary. In fact, if you looked closely, his features were quite regular. He wasn't particularly handsome but was decently good-looking.
However, he always seemed to carry an aura of menace, and his eyes were intimidating.
Just by standing there, Richard seemed to have a terrible temper!
Normally, if Isabella saw him, she would definitely take a detour.
But last night, Richard had donated blood to Nina. Isabella thought that no matter how fierce Richard appeared, he couldn't be a bad person.
She walked up and greeted him, "Mr. Mille."
Richard nodded gentlemanly. "How is Nina now?"
"My sister is much better now. She's watching TV at the moment." Isabella hesitated for a second and asked, "Would you like to go in and see her?"
Richard glanced at the ward. "Is it convenient?"
"Yes, it is." Isabella nodded.
Richard slightly smiled and pushed the door open to enter the ward.
Seeing the door close, Isabella pondered for a moment and thought she might take a bit longer to fetch the hot water.
Passing by the nurse's station, a young nurse around Isabella's age called out to her, "Isabella, who was that just now? Your brother-in-law?"
Knowing she was misunderstanding, Isabella quickly explained, "No, he's a friend of my sister's."
Although Isabella wasn't sure when Nina had made a friend like Richard, the Richard had stepped up to donate blood for Nina and Nina had said she knew him, which could make him count as a friend of Nina's.
The young nurse looked admiring. "How old is he? Is he single?"
Isabella looked at her. "What do you want to do?"
The young nurse smiled sheepishly, "I saw him standing outside your sister's ward for a long time. I think he's so cool and manly. If it's convenient, could you help me get his contact information?"
Isabella raised an eyebrow. "You like that type? Don't you think he's scary?"
"How can that be called scary? He's just a tough guy!"
Unable to resist the young nurse's enthusiasm, Isabella reluctantly agreed, "I'll ask for you later."
Inside the ward.
As soon as Richard entered, Nina felt the room's light dim a bit.
She was somewhat afraid of Richard.
To be honest, with Richard's look and demeanor, anyone would find him intimidating.
Richard didn't stand on ceremony, walking straight to the bedside, his lowered gaze falling on Nina. "Last night, I thought you were going to die."
After a brief moment of surprise, she laughed.
Richard was really straightforward.
'No one will meet someone and then immediately curse them to die.' Nina thought.
But she didn't seem to mind.
With her laugh, the hostility between Richard's brows dissipated a bit. He casually picked up an apple from the bedside table and sat down.
Nina was about to say there was no fruit knife when she saw him pull out a small sheathed knife from his pocket.
The sheath was beautiful, deep gray with a blue gemstone as an embellishment.
Richard removed the sheath and skillfully twirled the knife between his fingers before holding it steadily in his hand to start peeling the apple.
Richard's series of actions made Nina feel like he was a peacock displaying its feathers.
Realizing this thought wasn't appropriate, Nina couldn't control her ears reddening. She collected her thoughts and said, "Thank you for donating blood to me last night. I didn't expect that you have a rare blood type too."
It was said that people with the same blood type had similar temperaments.
But Nina was kind-hearted and gentle.
No matter what, she didn't seem to be the same type of person as the fierce-looking Richard in front of her.
It was quite surprising that two such different people shared the same rare blood type.
Richard sliced off a piece of apple and brought it to Nina's mouth. "A friend of mine told me this is a kind of bond."
Nina laughed, "Your friend must be quite unreliable. If having the same blood type means a bond, then there are bonds everywhere in this world."
Richard frowned slightly.
Nina felt it was impolite to speak of Richard's friend that way. She took the piece of apple and said, "Actually, it's not entirely unreasonable."
Richard lowered his head and continued peeling the apple, seemingly asking casually, "Ms. Miller, what do you think constitutes a bond?"
Nina thought for a moment and shook her head in confusion. "I don't know."
Once, during her most difficult time, Charlie appeared and brought her a lot of warmth.
At that time, Nina thought she and Charlie were destined for each other.
But now, she realized she was wrong.
She hadn't even figured out her own life, let alone dictate others'.
Richard looked up. "When two people meet again after many years, does that count as a bond?"
Nina nodded. "It should be counted, right?"
Richard smiled and handed her another piece of apple. "Then it's a bond."
Nina was stunned.
Nina felt that his words were directed at her.
"Mr. Mille, have we met before?" Nina asked, "I mean, before coming to Lakina, have we met?"
Richard responded with a question, "Do I look familiar to you?"
Nina shook her head.
No clue at all.
Richard forced a smile. "Then we haven't met."
That counted as an answer.
Isabella lingered in the hot water room for a long time. After getting the hot water, she stayed at the nurse's station for a while.
Finally, she placed the hot water bottle by the door and waited outside for a while before Richard came out.
"Mr. Mille." Isabella stood up straight.
Richard closed the door and nodded at her. "Thank you."
Isabella was taken aback. "Taking care of my sister is my duty."
"Yes." Richard didn't say anything else.
He seemed like incommunicative .
Richard was about to leave.
Isabella remembered Cynthia Young's request and said, "Mr. Mille."
Richard stopped and turned around.
Isabella felt embarrassed. The question turned in her mouth a couple of times before she finally asked, "Are you single?"
Richard looked expressionlessly at the ward and said, "Yes, I'm single."
"Then, is it convenient to leave a contact number?"
"Sure."
Richard's straightforwardness left Isabella feeling incredulous.
She had thought someone as cold as Richard would definitely refuse.
But to her surprise, she easily got his number.
"Anything else?" Richard even thoughtfully asked her, as if he would fulfill any other requests she had.
Isabella shook her head. "No, that's all. Goodbye, Mr. Mille."
"Goodbye." Richard nodded and turned to leave.
Cynthia was ecstatic to get Richard's number.
She hugged Isabella, thanking her profusely.
Isabella returned to the ward and told Nina about it.
Nina laughed after hearing it, "I do think he's not that young anymore. Maybe he doesn't want to date anyone because his intimidating demeanor scares girls away. I know that Cynthia you mentioned. she's a good person."
Thinking of Richard's cold face, Nina felt that someone like him would be better off meeting someone warm and cheerful.
