Aria shook her head, “No.” Jake put the glass aside and asked again, “Are you hungry?” she still shook her head, indicating that she was not hungry.
Watching Jake’s meticulous care of Aria, Jamila on the sofa opposite the hospital bed couldn’t help but clenched her fists which were on the armrest of the sofa. She was even more jealous, but she didn’t show it on the face. She said with a smile, “You are awake. You don’t know how much he worried about you while you were asleep.”
Aria looked up at her, “Why are you here?”
“I heard Miguel say that you’re hospitalized, so I come here to see you.” Jamila replied with a friendly smile.
Aria snorted.
Come here to see her?
Or come here to see Jake?
Although Aria thought so, she didn’t say anything. She was now immersed in the pain of losing her mother. She didn’t want to pay too much attention to other people.
Suddenly, a cell phone ringing broke the silence in the ward.