Tonight, Gibson, who was still in the hospital, turned his head when he heard his phone ring. The phone was on the nightstand, its screen lit up as someone was calling.Despite the pain from the stitches in his abdomen, Gibson reached for his phone, determined not to let this opportunity slip away."Argh, darn it! Thanks to Richard, my stomach hurts like this. How could he do this to me?" Gibson muttered as he grabbed his phone.The phone continued to ring even as it was now in his hand. Gibson furrowed his brow when he saw a new number calling."Whose number is this?" Gibson wondered.Curious about the new number that had appeared on his phone, Gibson pressed the green button to answer the call.Once the call was connected, Gibson placed the phone near his ear."Hello," Gibson tried to greet the person on the other end. He furrowed his brow again when he realized there was no response at all.Gibson attempted to move the phone away to check if the call had been disconnected. The call
Taking a deep breath, Gibson's eyes were fixed on a package held by Callista. His suspicion grew as the package arrived without a sender's name, making him think it might be something dangerous.As Callista was about to open the intriguing package, Gibson quickly snatched it from her, surprising her and leaving her visibly irritated. Her face no longer friendly, a clear sign of her annoyance."Why did you take it, Gibson? You scared me half to death," protested Calista, clearly upset."I did it because I was worried about what might be inside. I feared it could be a bomb," defended Gibson.Calista rolled her eyes at Gibson's reasoning, finding it excessive, especially in a hospital setting, where someone giving a package would think twice about putting a bomb inside."You're overreacting, Gibson."Calista tried to take the package back from Gibson, but he held it firmly, not letting her open it."This package belongs to me, so I should be the one to open it," Gibson insisted, refusing
Gibson and Calista returned to Gibson's hospital room. After visiting his mother, who was still being treated, Gibson appeared slightly calmer and happier, especially when he saw the connection between Calista and his mother. They seemed close and genuinely fond of each other.Gibson changed his clothes and sat on his bed while Calista was preparing some apples for him."Thank you," Gibson said, gazing at Calista with warmth."This isn't even all of them. Why are you thanking me now?" Calista asked, thinking Gibson was thanking her for peeling the apples."Not for that.""Not for these apples?""Yes.""Then what are you thanking me for? I feel like I haven't done anything except peel these apples," Calista asked, puzzled."Because you were kind to my mother. It seems like she really likes you," Gibson said with a broad smile, clearly delighted with the situation. Calista placed all the peeled apples on a plate, speared a fork into a piece, and handed it to Gibson.He accepted it and t
Gibson released his embrace and carried all of his belongings from the room, leaving Calista still stunned in her place due to Gibson's actions.Shortly after, Gibson returned and snapped Calista out of her daze."Not going home? Are you comfortable here?" Gibson asked."No, let's go home now," Calista replied, following Gibson's steps.In the parking lot, Gibson and Calista argued over who would drive the car."I should drive; you're still not feeling well," Calista said to Gibson, who had already taken his car keys and opened the back door to put his bag."I've already recovered, you heard what the doctor said. So, I'll drive. Besides, you seem tired," Gibson said, opening the passenger door and gesturing for Calista to get in with a playful look."What do you mean? I'm not tired at all," Calista protested, frustrated that Gibson wasn't listening to her."Your face has been red all this time. Or do you want to go back and have the doctor check you again?" Gibson teased, rendering Ca
The late night didn't keep Gibson and Calista from enjoying themselvesThe gust of wind that came in through the glass of the car window, made Calista who was currently sitting beside Gibson, take a deep breath and let it out slowly, breathing in the air that was so refreshing after a few days in the hospital.From the way Calista inhaled the air, made Gibson know if the woman was currently enjoying the breeze that was indeed so cool without pollution, considering they were currently traveling in a pollution-free area."It's like you haven't had a breath of fresh air in weeks," mocked Gibson who took a quick glance at Calista and refocused his gaze forward.Calista who got such an insinuation certainly felt unacceptable, she also turned her body around and looked sharply at the man who was currently driving."You think being in the hospital for a few days won't make me bored? If it wasn't you lying there weak, I probably wouldn't care."Calista immediately turned her face to the side,
Gibson has been in the cafe for a while now. He tries to look around, but the person he made an appointment with still hasn't shown up.Gibson lets out a sigh. This isn't the first time it's happened, considering the first encounter with the woman he's waiting for. She's his partner in teaching someone.But, just like before, she's late."How much longer do I have to wait?"Gibson, tired of waiting, complains. The stitches on his abdomen haven't fully healed yet, but he's here to discuss something crucial.Gibson checks the time on his wristwatch; it's 11:00 AM, but the woman is nowhere in sight.Not wanting to wait like this, Gibson takes out his phone from his pocket with the intention of contacting her."I hope she answers my call," Gibson mutters as he dials a number that has been saved in his phone for a few days.The call goes unanswered the first time. Gibson sighs, frustrated that she's ignoring his call."What's so difficult about answering the phone?" Gibson grumbles, annoye
Gibson was taken aback as he watched Calista once again avoiding him. Last night, she refused to speak with him after returning from the restaurant, and now she was ignoring him."Darn, what's going on with her?" he thought.Feeling that he couldn't let this go, Gibson, who had been contemplating his encounter with Almeta's sister, stood up and went after Calista.Luckily, Calista hadn't entered her car yet, making it easy for Gibson to stop her."What's happening, Calista?" Gibson held Calista's hand and made her turn to face him.Calista sighed and tried to pull her hand away forcefully. "I'm fine, I'm just in a hurry. I should leave now."It was impossible for something not to be wrong with Calista, and that made Gibson not trust her words.Gibson got into the car as he realized Calista was about to leave without him. Calista rolled her eyes lazily, annoyed that Gibson was following her."What's your problem, Gibson? I have business outside; you should get out now," Calista said, g
Calista was still engrossed in the feud between Kiara, Hans and Kiara's mother. She smiled contentedly at the rare event that would never happen twice. Somehow Calista was able to direct her car to pass the apartment where Hans, Kiara and Kiara's parents lived.The anger Calista felt because of Gibson's words last night, made Calista not want to speak at all, let alone see his face. But, seeing this incident made Calista want to quickly meet with Gibson and tell him everything she saw at this time.Even if Calista could borrow Doraemon's door to anywhere, she wanted to open that door and pull Gibson out of the house to witness firsthand Kiara's expulsion from Hans' apartment along with her parents.However, Calista knew exactly how hurt Gibson was when he was betrayed by his ex-wife and ex-boss. Gibson would have laughed out loud in satisfaction at this incident, although Calista wasn't entirely sure. Calista continued to watch their feud that was still not over.But while she was bus