His Contractual Mistress

Hailey got off the bed and stood to the side to give way to the doctor to examine Vince. 

He asked several questions. After writing on the chart and instructing a few things, the doctor left the room. 

"Are you hungry, son?" Fred asked afterward.

Vincent nodded, reaching for his stomach. "I'm starving, dad."

"Perfect! We brought food Miss Hillson prepared for dinner, cousin! I heard from Jake that she prepared a few dishes for the Class Reunion. I wished I was at the gathering." Carl said with regret. 'You are a lucky bastard.' 

"And where were you that night, anyway?" Vince asked Carl. When his cousin only grins at him, he shifts his attention back to his father. "Am I allowed to eat heavy meals, dad?" he craved for meat at this moment. 

"Soft meals are what your doctor advises. Porridge and chicken soup will be best." Fred answered. 

"Yes!" Carl exclaimed excitedly. Everyone is looking in his direction, wondering what is happening to him all of a sudden. 

"What?" Vince is looking at him suspiciously. 

With a huge grin across his face, he explained. "Miss Hillson made beef bone broth, cousin! You can have only the soup, and I'll have the beef bone! Don't worry! Miss Hillson made porridge for you."

Vincent couldn't help but glare at Carl. He could already guess what crime his cousin committed. "Why are you talking about eating when you already ate my dinner?" 

"Hey! Don't accuse me! I'm starving! We forgot to eat after we learned about your accident! I am dying in hunger, but I still drove toward your house. I make sure your girlfriend knew your situation, so then she would stop worrying about you! Can't I at least eat some wonderful food she cooked?" 

Vincent glanced at Hailey, who suppressed not to laugh. He then returned his attention to Carl, looking at him with sharp stares. He uttered, "I didn't point out that you have a meal at my home, but you already expose yourself." 

Carl dropped his mouth open. His cousin is only trying to catch him red-handed, and he succeeded! He should know better! 

"You bastard! You are already in that state, but you are still cunning! How could you treat me like this!" he stressed out.

Vince didn't reply but rose a brow with a smirk on his lips. Carl frowned and liked to throw a tantrum further. But what only upsets him is Vincent's scolding in front of his girlfriend!

On the other hand, Hailey finds it amusing. It's rare for her to witness Vincent teasing other people like his closest friends. She walked toward Vince and whispered, "I'll get you some food." 

He nodded. Hailey then excused herself and left the patient's room.

Now that Hailey was gone, Carl rushed toward Vincent's bed. He growled like a cow. "Cousin, can't you embarrass me in front of your girlfriend? I'm losing face every time we encounter!" He pleaded. 

"You are the one who put yourself into an embarrassing situation because you have a thick face." 

"But cousin? Can't you see? I am nice to her! You can even trust me!" 

Hearing Carl mentioning the word trust, Vince twitching his mouth with disgust. "Says, by whom?" 

"You're insulting me, cousin!" 

"You are never trusted." 

"You're hurting my feelings!" said Carl.

Fred shook his head, watching the two men taunting each other. Vincent has no brother, but in Carl's presence, it can consider him as his siblings. Although Carl has bad habits, he's happy he did not influence Vincent, and he remains a good son. 

Later, Hailey came back with a tray in her hand. Fred and Carl excuse themselves from giving them a private moment. It's also very late, and they need some rest now that they are assured Vincent was safe from the accident. 

Vincent could still use his right hand. However, he sits still and waits for Hailey to feed her, and she is aware of how cutely he was acting. He was like an obedient child waiting to give his favorite dish. His eyes were solemn. You can compare them to an innocent child. 

Hailey suppresses not to laugh. She holds the spoon and scopes a porridge. She drew it close to Vincent's mouth and began feeding him. Sometimes, she will take the soup bowl toward his mouth to sip on the soup. 

When Professor Carl showed up in the penthouse and explained the doctors' initial tests to Vincent, she could not avoid worrying about him. So then, before Professor Carl left, she asked him to stay a little longer. 

Hailey prepared porridge for Vincent. She added tiny chicken slices and chicken liver, and a lot of ginger and spring onions. And it made her so happy that Vince's father invited her to come to see Vincent. She is worried about Madame Hilda Shen, but she wishes to be by Vince's side and take care of him. 

She's even grateful that it was only minor scrapes Vince got from the accident. He could speak finely and move his hands and legs, except for his left shoulder that probably was sprained from the impact. 

And honestly, he could feed himself. But he was enjoying the opportunity to be fed by her. 

After Vincent emptied the porridge bowl, Hailey fed him with the fruit salad she prepared for dinner. He had no appetite when he woke up but having the meals prepared by Hailey and food is never this tasty. 

"I'll get you some water." Said Hailey. Carrying the tray in one hand, she opened the door and exited the room.

She found that Professor Carl and Vince's dad were still awake. They are discussing something important as the moment she steps out of the room; they stop talking. 

Hailey took a bottle of water and a clean glass. She bowed at Fred before she entered the patient's bedroom, pretending that she heard nothing. 

Instantly, she pursed a warm smile in front of Vince. She hid the anticipation she felt at the moment. Vince does not need to notice anything yet but focus on his recovery. 

Suppose she hadn't mistaken what Fred Shen and Professor Carl discussing about Vincent's accident.

The accident was an attempted murder. It means someone desires to kill Vincent, and she needs to know who is behind Vincent's accident as soon as possible. 

Hailey clenches both of her fists and tightens her jaw. 'Who dares to hurt Vince?'