Harem Streamer System: Every Crime I Broadcast Wins Me a Superheroine Chapter 238 238: Genuine Lovers

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Scott and Maya stared at each other like they were rare animals stuck in the sa glass cage. Neither of them knew what to say, and that made the silence almost funny.

Scott blinked a few tis.

"Uhm, Maya…"

That was all he managed to get out.

The elevator doors began sliding shut.

Maya panicked, darted forward, and squeezed in just in ti.

Now they were both trapped in the small tal box, and the silence beca unbearable.

Maya couldn't sit still.

She looked at him. Looked away. Looked again.

Blushed. Repeated.

anwhile, Scott just leaned in his corner with his lollipop in hand as he stared at the wall like it was the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen.

Maya nervously tucked her bangs behind her ear as her thin, tender lips curled into a sheepish smile.

"Well… this is uh… awkward…"

She bit her lower lip and snorted like a wild bull.

『Ughhh, why did I even say that?! That was so stupid and corny! I sounded like an idiot… I should've just waited for him to say sothing first!』

She was screaming in her mind as she held her head in her hands.

Scott finally broke his silence with a calm response.

"Yeah… sort of."

He gave her the smallest side-eye, but since Maya was so petite, he would've had to tilt his head properly to get a real look at her.

But of course, he didn't.

Maya stared down at her chunky white sneakers.

She kicked the tips of them against each other like a fidgeting child as her face heated up more and more.

She looked like an adorable little tomato.

『He's just as uncomfortable as I am—SCORE!』

She smiled to herself.

If he was awkward, then that ant he wasn't cold toward her on purpose last ti. Maybe the way he'd treated her like a stranger was just for show.

『Okay, Maya, okay—you've fucking got this. He still feels sothing when he's around you. You're not completely out of the ga, right?! RIGHT?!』

But of course, no one could answer her frantic pep talk.

So she took a deep breath and blurted—

"So, uhm, what're you doing here?"

The second the words left her mouth, she wanted to die.

『Aaaaaaahhhh! I'm so freaking dumb! He's literally in patient clothes with a cast on, what kind of question is that?! I sound like an idiot. I hate myself. (╥﹏╥)』

However, Scott didn't even flinch at her blunder.

He simply looked at her.

"Uhm, I got into a car accident last night and ended up here. It was all over the news because of Adira. I actually thought you'd know."

Maya froze for a split second before her panic burst out all at once. She hurried across the short space between her and Scott in four quick, rabbit-like steps, then looked up at him with her big purple eyes, filled with worry.

"I did know! (｡ŏ﹏ŏ)"

She ca at him so suddenly that it startled Scott and made him step back a little. But Maya quickly closed the gap with two fast steps and grabbed onto his hospital wear with her small fingers, still looking up at him with those big, innocent eyes of hers.

"I promise, I really did co here because of you. When I saw the news, I cancelled everything just to make sure you were okay. Don't mind the dumb question I asked—I just… I didn't know what to say! You know how dumb I get when I'm nervous. Please… (≧◡≦)"

Her eyes were glossy now and her voice was so fragile it could shatter like glass.

She looked like she would cry if he didn't understand how much she cared.

Before Scott could say anything, Maya's grip turned into an affectionate hug. She pressed her face against his stomach as her smallish arms wrapped tightly around him.

"Uhmm…"

Scott stood frozen and eyes wide as his lollipop still hung from his lips. His hands hovered awkwardly in the air, unsure if he should push her away, pat her head, or just… stay still.

[Ding! Mission activated!]

[Spend so ti with Maya Rivera!]

The notification he'd been dreading finally ca to screw him over in the worst possible manner.

『I hate you so much… (╬ಠ益ಠ)』

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Back in the hospital room, Dr. Goode sat calmly in his chair as he jotted notes.

Emma and Nadia were still seated across from him.

His notes on Nadia barely filled a page.

As for Emma… he was already two pages of scribbles.

And that was just the summarized version.

He looked at Nadia with patient eyes.

"Nadia, what was going through your mind when you realized you had feelings for Scott?"

Nadia froze up.

"Uhm…"

She found it really hard to answer, and her expression gave everything away. She looked tense and uncomfortable, almost restless, and she couldn't bring herself to look either Emma or Goode in the eye.

"Honestly? I hated myself for it. Emma was happy with him. You're my best friend—my sister. I thought it would pass. But then he got with Gwen and… it made think maybe my feelings weren't as impossible as I told myself."

Her hands slipped between her thighs as she nervously pressed her knees together.

At that point, it would take a miracle for her trembling eyes to leave the floor.

Goode nodded slightly. He already felt bad for her.

But Emma didn't… her face was firm like a rock.

She let out a dismissive scoff.

"Oh please… so instead of talking to , you ghosted us? Real mature. (ㆆ_ㆆ)"

She folded her arms and rolled her eyes.

Nadia's cheeks puffed up stubbornly.

"Better than stealing him… (￣^￣)"

Emma was mad—really mad—but she bit back her anger so hard that all she did was twitch a little. She sat up stiffly, arms crossed, wearing that sa smug look she always had, like Nadia wasn't even worth her ti.

"Hmph. As if you could!"

She closed her eyes and gave her breasts a big bounce by propping them up with her folded arms.

Goode sighed.

"Emma, can you tell Nadia what the ghosting felt like?"

Emma visibly resisted.

She grumbled like a kid being forced to clean her room.

"It felt like my best friend just disappeared. Like you didn't want to deal with anymore. It hurt more than if you'd just said, 'Hey, I like Scott too.' I… I just didn't know I was that easy to abandon."

This suddenly made Emma calm down a little, and she turned away with a really sad look on her face. Even her voice lost its usual energy—it sounded flat and nothing like the sassy tone she had before.

Nadia's eyes softened.

"I… I was scared you'd hate ."

Goode's pen stopped moving.

"Wonderful from you two. So, it sounds like both of you were trying to protect your friendship… but ended up hurting each other anyway."

Emma frowned like a goblin.

"Yeah, well, mission accomplished."

Nadia huffed and looked away again.

"You're still dramatic as hell."

She crossed her arms stubbornly.

Goode pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Let's try this. If we take Scott out of the equation… what do you value about each other?"

Emma sighed.

"She's been there since we were kids. She… helped with my porn addiction. Without her, I'd probably be a cheap hooker on the streets of Brooklyn or sothing. She knows all my embarrassing secrets."

Her cheeks turned red the more she spoke.

Goode turned to Nadia.

"She's basically my sister. I co from a huge family, thirty siblings, but never bonded with anyone. Emma made it easy. She's annoying, bossy, shaless, perverted… but she's the one person who'll show up at 3 a.m. if I'm stranded on the highway."

Dr. Goode listened closely to everything they both said, and he didn't even realize when a small smile slipped onto his face.

"Ahem—!"

He quickly cleared his throat and forced the smile away.

He was back to his usual stern, professional look.

"Good, good. That's the foundation. Now, here's the challenge—Mister McQueen's relationship style is… very unconventional. Emma, you already adjusted once when Gwen ca into the picture."

Emma groaned and dragged her hands down her face.

"You're not seriously—"

"Let finish."

Goode raised a hand.

"What would it take for you to trust Nadia in his dynamic, the sa way you trust Gwen?"

Emma's lips stumbled.

For once, she didn't have a coback ready.

She actually thought about it.

"Gwen never lied. She never pretended she didn't want him. Secrets are what I can't stand."

There was vulnerability in her trembling eyes.

Nadia leaned forward slightly as her voice went soft.

"Then I'll be honest from now on. No more hiding."

Goode smiled again.

This was progress. Just one more question and he could close the session on a hopeful note.

"If Nadia kept that promise… could you imagine a future where she's part of this arrangent?"

The room went quiet all of a sudden.

Goode kept his eyes on Emma, clearly waiting for her to say sothing.

The silence dragged on so long that even Nadia started to feel uneasy. At so point, she found herself sneaking nervous glances at Emma, her eyes full of desperate hope—as if she was silently begging Emma to give the answer everyone wanted to hear.

Emma pressed her jaw tight and inhaled.

"No."

This made the silence even louder.

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Scott and Maya walked side by side across the hospital's main floor as their footsteps made a light echo on the shiny tiles.

The place felt busy but not loud—parents in hospital clothes sat talking with their families, while little kids ran past with toys clutched in their hands, their socks slipping against the floor.

The faint sll of disinfectant was in the air.

Scott kept looking around quietly, taking it all in with that calm, almost distant look on his face.

Maya, however, couldn't stop staring at him.

Her heart had been hamring since the mont they t earlier, and now that she was actually walking next to him for this long… it was unbearable. She kept sneaking glances—quick, nervous little looks—and each ti she either blushed, smiled without aning to, or sotis both at once.

Her tiny white teeth flashed out when she grinned, but she'd imdiately clamp her lips shut and look away as though she'd been caught doing sothing illegal.

Then she did it again. And again. And again.

Until finally—when she looked up one more ti and noticed just how tall he looked—Maya's brows shot up.

『Wait, wait, wait. NO WAY! Did he… grow taller since the last ti we talked?! (>///