Jane Sampson, with reddened eyes and a hooked smile at the corner of her lip, smiled within Jas Black’s arms. That smile hurt her own heart and despite herself, tears involuntarily fell along with it.
Because her body was really exhausted, a few minutes later, Jane finally fell into a deep sleep in Jas Black’s arms.
Her breathing gradually beca stable before Jas released the small head buried in the quilt; he didn’t quite understand this sleeping habit of Jane’s.
So covered up, wasn’t she afraid of suffocating herself?
This sleep was extrely comfortable for Jane; when she opened her eyes, it was almost twelve o’clock.
Jas was indeed lying next to her, his hand still resting on her waist.
"Did you not sleep? Or did you wake up earlier than ?" Jane asked curiously before throwing back the quilt and sitting up.
Waking up from this sleep made her feel rejuvenated, more comfortable than when she had first woken up just past eight o’clock.
"Woke up early," Jas replied, "Stay seated, I’ll call a doctor."
Jas pressed the person attempting to leave the bed back down and he himself was the first to get down and walked to the doorway to call a passing doctor.
Jane’s recovery was going well; after the doctor ca and examined her condition, he advised that she could be discharged. Upon hearing this, Jane was overjoyed.
"I’ve booked a flight ticket for tomorrow morning back to the Capital Province," Jas had originally expected that Jane would recover by tomorrow, but her health wasn’t as bad as he thought.
"Then shall I take you to the airport tomorrow?" Jane hastily got down from the sickbed, "And also buy so local specialties for my grandpa and grandparents to bring back to them."
Her willingness to take him to the airport was quite good, but the problem was...
Jas’s eyebrows twitched, "I’ve booked your and my flight tickets, you are returning with tomorrow morning."
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Jane was bewildered, with a head full of question marks, "When did I say I was going back? I still have to shoot! Most of my script is set in this small town!"
"You didn’t say," Jas scoffed, "But I did. Tomorrow morning, you must go back with . Make sure you understand, I said must, not that I’m discussing it with you."
Having said that, Jas threw Jane’s coat directly onto her head, really annoyed by that look on her face that scread she would not obey to the death.
At this ti, Jas thought, she might as well still be sickly, at least she was more obedient when ill.
"After being discharged, I’ll take you for a al, then we’ll find a hotel to stay," Jas glanced back and saw Jane’s eyes, glistening with tears, furiously staring at him.
Jas snorted softly and raised his hand to reach for Jane’s hand.
Whether she was happy or not didn’t matter; what was important was that he could take her back.
Upon leaving the hospital, Jane took advantage of Jas being busy ordering food to use her mobile phone to make a call to Daniel Taylor. Her initial plan was to sneak out after Jas had fallen asleep that evening and have Daniel arrange for a car to pick her up and take her back to the small town.
Unexpectedly, Daniel sounded even more upset than Jane, "You don’t need to rush back. First go back to the Capital Province and recover; these days we can’t even start filming anyway. Two-thirds of the film crew are suffering from acute high altitude disease, each of them lying in bed half dead, we have to wait for them to acclimate for two days. First, we’ll shoot other people’s scripts, and I’ve postponed your drama for a few days."
Daniel also found out only early the next day that Jane’s acute high altitude disease was serious enough to have Jas take a helicopter to the hotel in the middle of the night to bring her to the city hospital, so considering Jane’s health and without any other influences, Daniel postponed Jane’s script for two days.
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