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Chapter 394: Delete WhatsApp in Person

Chapter 394: Chapter 394: Delete WhatsApp in Person

"Sorry, I was in a rush to get back to the ward and forgot to contact you immediately. Where are you now? I’ll bring the umbrella over... Oh, the first floor, okay, okay, I’ll be right down."

After answering the voice call and learning that the other party was waiting in the lobby on the first floor, Amelia Garcia hurried to press the elevator button.

Ending the call and stepping into the elevator, she finally glanced at the man’s WhatsApp.

The profile picture was... Meitantei Konan?

The WhatsApp name was simple, just one character: Lin.

It must be one of the characters from his name?

Opening the WhatsApp Moments, it wasn’t hidden, but it was a collection of forwarded medical papers or news.

Amelia Garcia understood, oh, so he is a doctor at this hospital!

A doctor driving a Rolls-Royce, tsk, seems like the family background is quite good.

Upon reaching the first floor, she spotted that figure from afar.

Tall and straight, clean and upright, like an elegant and noble gentleman.

His attire looked ordinary, but with Amelia Garcia’s years of experience in the fashion circle, she could tell they were low-key luxury brands, not ostentatious, but extremely sophisticated.

Getting closer, she noticed he was wearing glasses, the rimless lenses adding to his scholarly and gentle aura, making him very comfortable to be around.

In that moment, she thought of Snow.

Snow loved handsome men the most; if she saw such a fine man, she’d definitely drool and pounce on him.

"Hello, I’m really sorry to take up your time," Amelia Garcia quickly stepped forward, handing over the dripping, outrageously expensive umbrella, thanking repeatedly.

Charles Smith smiled faintly, his fingers gracefully pinching the umbrella as he took it back, "It’s okay. Do you have an umbrella now? What will you do when you go out later?"

"Oh, no problem, my family is coming over with an umbrella."

"That’s good then."

Amelia Garcia picked up her phone and, in front of him, deleted his WhatsApp, then turned the screen towards him, "Thank you again."

Charles Smith didn’t expect her to actually delete his WhatsApp right in front of him after just mentioning it casually.

This—

Although he understood her intention was to say she definitely wouldn’t bother him or have any fantasies because of his status—deleting WhatsApp in person was still a bit hurtful.

The man said, half laughing, "This is the first time someone has deleted my WhatsApp."

"Huh?" Amelia Garcia froze, seeing his awkward expression, finally realizing her action seemed a bit...

"I didn’t mean anything else, purely just—" she didn’t know how to explain.

Because they just met by chance, and with him being distinguished and of the opposite sex, keeping WhatsApp felt...

Seeing her face flush with embarrassment, Charles Smith interrupted with a smile, "It’s okay, I understand you. But maybe soon you’ll add me back again."

What?

Amelia Garcia looked at him in shock—what did that mean?

Flirting?

He looked so elegant and refined, yet inside he was greasy and narcissistic?

Amelia Garcia’s impression of him suddenly took a nosedive.

And the man left this meaningful remark, didn’t explain further, and turned to leave.

Amelia Garcia snapped back to reality after a second’s delay and turned upstairs.

Waiting for the elevator, she thought of Snow again and couldn’t help but send a voice message: "Today I met a super gentlemanly and handsome guy at the hospital, the kind with sword eyebrows and bright eyes, like a jade tree in the wind, a noble gentleman type. If you saw him, you’d definitely scream!"

"It’s just a pity, I thought he was a true gentleman, but it turned out he flirted later, which ruined the image. Such a pity, such a pity..."

Snow Fitch soon replied with a voice message, quite doubtful: "Really? That exaggerated? More handsome than your Mr. Hart?"

Amelia Garcia: "Not the same type, can’t compare! Plus, his family seems quite well-off, likely drives a Rolls-Royce."

Snow Fitch: "Tsk tsk, are you planning to cuckold Mr. Hart?"

Amelia Garcia laughed and said, "No matter how good other men are, it’s none of my business."

Snow Fitch teased, "Enough already! So early in the morning, you’re tormenting singles, have some decency!" Then quickly followed up with, "You said you were at the hospital? Why are you at the hospital during New Year?"

Amelia Garcia: "Ugh... Don’t mention it, Ethan started vomiting and having diarrhea yesterday evening, then had a high fever at night. I took him to the emergency room all night, and the doctor said it’s acute gastroenteritis, very serious, and he was admitted."

Snow Fitch immediately called back, shocked, "Admitted? Are you alone in the hospital taking care of Ethan? What about the other two? Did Christopher Hart come over to accompany you?"

Amelia Garcia entered the elevator, leaning wearily against the cabin, and said softly, "He also has a bunch of stuff at home. I didn’t want to tell him, but Jacob Garcia told him, so he came this morning in the rain."

"Of course he should come! A man should be used when needed!" Despite lacking romantic experience, this late single well understood man-woman relations.

"Alright, I’m going back to the ward, we’ll talk later."

After hanging up, Snow Fitch soon sent another WhatsApp message, asking for the hospital ward number.

Knowing she wanted to visit, Amelia Garcia thought it was unnecessary, but after some hasty urging from Snow Fitch, she had to send it over.

She could never have guessed that her son’s illness would play a crucial role in indirectly bringing her late single best friend a match.

Back at the ward, Christopher had already fed their son breakfast.

The little guy looked a bit better, his big eyes looking around, seeming a bit bored.

"You should go back and get some sleep. We’re about to change wards, and I’ll stay with him during the day." Seeing the dark circles under her eyes, Christopher felt heartache for her and urged her to rest.

Amelia Garcia nodded, "I’ll leave after you guys change wards."

"Alright."

Christopher’s phone rang, he glanced at it and his face darkened slightly, turning his wheelchair to the window to answer it.

While chatting with her son, Amelia Garcia feigned drinking a few sips of porridge, inadvertently overhearing Christopher’s conversation mentioning words like bank, venture capital, and financing.

Thinking about the crisis facing Seal-Cloud Corporation, her mood grew heavy again.

Hearing him arrange a meeting for tomorrow, and considering the work and market reopening the day after, a storm seemed inevitable.

When he turned back, Amelia Garcia faced him, her beautiful face filled with concern, "Have you come up with a plan for the company? I’ve been so busy that I forgot to tell you, Dunn Hart and his wife came to me on the first day, asking me to persuade you to return to the company."

Before she could finish, Christopher’s already stern face turned even colder, "They looked for you? Why didn’t you tell me then?"

"That’s not the point. The point is that the work and market reopening is imminent. How are you planning to handle it? Family fights are acceptable behind closed doors, but now, facing a major enemy, we should unite. I guess you don’t want to see Seal-Cloud really change its name."

Christopher took a slow breath and briefly laid it out, "It’s just a capital struggle. I’ve been secretly gathering strength these days."

Amelia Garcia frowned, "Does it need a lot of money?"

"Yes, besides acquiring shares from some Hart family relatives, I also need to buy scattered shares in the secondary market..."

She thought of his wealth that had all been given to her and immediately asked, "Do you have enough funds? The ones you gave me before..."

"Whatever I’ve given you, I won’t take back, no matter what it is. In fact, those are our last resort, ensuring our living capital. Even if I lose here, with that capital, it won’t affect your life and the kids."

Amelia Garcia wanted to convince him further, but the nurse came in, reminding them they could change the ward.

The two had to pause their conversation to move Ethan to a new ward.