If Dylan had known that a suspect was admitted to the emergency room, it might have been better.
But now that he knew, he couldn’t help but feel increasingly worried.
The suspect had attempted suicide. So, if cornered, what wouldn’t he do?
In the worst-case scenario, he could escape from the hospital.
Similar incidents had happened before.
Dylan was most concerned that Lola might get hurt.
So during lunch, when he had a brief moment, he decided to visit the hospital to see Lola.
He thought it would ease his worries.
On his way to the hospital, Dylan stopped by a flower shop and bought a bouquet. It had been a while since he had given her flowers.
As soon as Dylan parked in the hospital parking lot, he headed straight for the bench.
At this time, there was a high chance Lola would be sitting on the bench.
Sure enough, Lola was sitting alone on the bench, her head bowed.
Her shoulders seemed to droop.
‘Did something difficult happen?’
Dylan narrowed his eyes and walked over to sit beside her. Sensing his presence, Lola looked up and turned to him.
Her eyes widened in surprise.
“Surprised, huh?”
Dylan said flatly. Lola awkwardly smiled in response.
“I was wondering what you were doing here at this time.”
“What do you mean? I came to see you.”
“We see each other often at home, though?”
They had seen each other in the morning.
It had only been half a day, but when he said that, Lola couldn’t tell if he was joking or serious.
In moments like this, she even had the delusion that he was deeply in love with her.
“Can’t I see you outside?”
“Of course. I’m just so happy to see your face.”
Sometimes, just seeing his face was a great comfort when she felt tired and worn out.
It made her feel energized and reassured.
“Here! Take this.”
Dylan handed her the bouquet of lilies he was holding. The lilies, symbolizing love and purity, made Lola exclaim softly in delight.
“Wow! It’s beautiful.”
“Still not as beautiful as you.”
Lola beamed.
Even if it was a silly compliment, it made her feel good when he said it.
“But what’s wrong? Why does your face look like that?”
When Dylan casually asked, Lola touched her face with her hand.
“What’s wrong with my face?”
“It looks like you have something on your mind.”
‘Is there something written on my face?’
Lola couldn’t help but admire Dylan’s sharp observation that pierced through her inner thoughts.
“Why? Does it become boring if I know?”
When Lola didn’t answer right away, Dylan asked with a hint of sulkiness in his voice.
She could sense his disappointment from what she had said yesterday.
But she hadn’t meant it that way.
Lola carefully opened her mouth.
“I don’t want to be a wife who needs too much help from you. That would be a burden.”
“You don’t have to pretend to be strong in front of me.”
Dylan sighed and suddenly lifted her, placing her on his lap.
Although she had sat on his lap countless times, Lola’s heart still raced.
At that moment, his voice, mixed with a sigh, poured over her head.
“I promised your parents that I would take good care of you. A couple is one heart and one body. What good is having a husband if you don’t use him? This is when you should.”
“Yes. I’ll let you know if I need your help.”
“Don’t just say it.”
“I understand, Prosecutor.”
“Don’t mess around!”
Dylan lightly pinched Lola’s cheek before letting go.
Lola pouted, frowning slightly. His playful gesture made him unable to resist leaning down to kiss her lips.
The gentle autumn breeze brushed past the two of them.
******
Dylan walked Lola to the entrance of the hospital.
“Be careful driving, okay?”
“Sure. I’ll see you at home for dinner.”
Dylan waved as he turned around. Lola stood there watching until his figure disappeared before finally turning away. In that moment, the smile vanished from her face.
Because Nina was staring at her with a cold expression.
“Nina.”
How long had Nina been there?
Had she seen everything?
Now, Lola vaguely understood why Nina had suddenly started treating her coldly.
Not wanting to have a strained relationship with Nina, Lola stepped forward and bravely spoke up.
“Nina, let’s talk.”
Nina’s lip curled up slightly, as if finding it ridiculous.
“I don’t have anything to say to you.”
“I do.”
“What is it?”
Nina complained, clearly annoyed.
Lola couldn’t help but shrink back at Nina’s disdainful attitude.
She had been living on the fringes for over ten years now.
As a result, she had developed a habit of carefully observing other people’s expressions and tones, often reacting sensitively to others’ thoughts and feelings.
