Anger

Although Terence only slept for an hour or two and did not sleep well, he would never tell Esther.

However, Esther figured it out herself. And she did not call his bluff.

Terence said, "Get up. The doctor will change your dressing later. Then, it's time to go back home."

"Go back now? The doctor said that he will give you a drip today?"

"Not necessary. I'm fine now."

"Didn't we agree we would stay here for two days?"

"Do you like living here?" Terence asked.

"No. But I'm worried that you have not recovered," Esther said in a low voice, "I must take care of you. I hope you can get better soon."

Terence took a breath and walked over. He patted her on the shoulder, "Good girl. Thank you for caring about me. But there's something I have to deal with immediately."

"Must you deal with it today?"

"Definitely," Terence said.

"Alright then," Esther looked up at him, "And will you go home for dinner tonight? I'll make you some chicken soup."

"Chicken soup? Tell me, what is it for?"