Chapter 506
Chapter 506:
Daisy offered a quick, airy apology. “I’m sorry, Mr. Saunders. I didn’t realize you were already taken p>
With a playful tilt of her head, she added, “No pressure, but if you ever change your mind, I’m here. I’d love to be your next p>
Fiona’s cheeks burned crimson as her glare sliced toward Brenden like a dagger.
Brenden floundered, his words tumbling out in a rush. “Don’t wait for me. I’m not breaking up. Ever p>
A flicker of disappointment crossed Daisy’s face, but she didn’t falter. With a knowing smile, she slipped him a folded slip of paper. “Here’s my number. Call me anytime, even at three in the morning. My phone stays on. Always p>
With a casual wave, she walked out of the hospital room.
Brenden stared at the digits in his hand, his mind adrift. He knew he was attractive, but he hadn’t expected admiration this direct and unwavering. A spark of smug satisfaction curled in his chest. If only Gabriela could be swayed so easily.
Fiona’s glare lingered, sharp and unrelenting, pinning him exactly where he sat.
𝗠о𝘀𝗍 r𝗲𝗮𝘥 𝘁𝗁𝗶𝘴 𝗐𝖾ek 𝗼𝘯.сo𝘮
The moment she caught sight of Brenden grinning like a fool at the scrap of paper, her temper ignited. In one swift motion, she yanked it from his hand, shredded it to confetti, and tossed it straight into the trash.
Brenden blinked, stunned. “What the hell, Fiona? What are you doing p>
Her voice dripped with biting sarcasm. “Oh, don’t play innocent. Were you actually planning to call her? Didn’t you say you were going to change? Turn over a new leaf p>
Her eyes blazed as she pressed on, every word sharp as a blade. “A random admirer bats her lashes and suddenly you’re giddy? Have you decided to give up on chasing after Gabriela as well p>
Each syllable ratcheted up her fury, her thoughts darkening.
A shameless womanizer like Brenden must have loved every second of Daisy’s attention. If she hadn’t walked in when she did, he’d have been chasing that girl before the ink on the phone number had dried.
“I am trying to win Gabriela’s heart!” Brenden shot back, his voice rough with frustration. “I think about her every damn day. But she’s never shown the slightest interest in me. I just don’t know what to do p>
Fiona scoffed, her anger sharp and unyielding. “If you ever want her to take you seriously, maybe start by quitting the flirting and stop acting like every woman you meet is an option p>
Brenden’s expression hardened, though there was a flicker of hurt beneath his bravado. “That’s not fair. I’m not like that, not really p>
Before Fiona could deliver another cutting retort, the door creaked open and a nurse stepped in, wheeling the IV stand toward Brenden.
As the nurse finished adjusting his IV, she formed a small heart with her fingers and flashed him a sweet smile. “Take care and get well soon, Mr. Saunders p>
Brenden froze for a beat, caught off guard, before managing a polite, “Thank you p>
From her chair in the corner, Fiona’s sneer deepened.
Even flat on his back in a hospital bed, the man couldn’t stop attracting attention. Typical.
When the nurse finally left, Fiona folded her arms and let the sarcasm drip. “Well, well. Your charm knows no limits, doesn’t it? Popular everywhere you go p>
The jab was sharp, deliberate.
Brenden turned toward her, bewildered and a little frustrated.
He’d barely spoken to the nurse, much less flirted.