Chapter 281

My heart sank as I looked down at my leg and saw the big cast on it. This was not good. I quickly glanced around, feeling panicked. Maybe there was still time to fix this situation.

to heal, and I’ll be okay before the competition.

“It’s almost morning. We’ve been here for several hours,” he explained.

I almost let out a choked sob at his words. It was nearly morning, which meant I had to prepare for what was coming next.

I felt like there was no time for my injury to heal. I was convinced I was doomed. I thought I might get disqualified or, worse, make a fool of myself. This was my one chance to make a good impression, and I was about to mess it up.

Before he could say anything else,

The doctor walked into the room.

“Miss Judy, you need to stay off it for the next 24 to 48 hours. Your wound will start to heal now that we’ve reset it properly,” the doctor said, giving me a reassuring smile.

“I also gave you some medicine to help you heal faster,” he said with a warm smile.

“Thank you,” I replied, feeling grateful for his support. I appreciated that he was able to help me, but I was still worried about not being okay.

He nodded and bowed to Gavin before leaving the room.

“Are you really going to listen to him and stay away from it?” Gayin asked, raising his eyebrows at me.

I pressed my lips together.

“Looks like I don’t have a choice,” I whispered.

“No, you don’t,” he replied in a low voice that carried an underlying threat. “I have business I need to take care of today. I’m counting on you to cooperate.”

“You’ll stay here,” he said firmly.

He stood up and began to walk away.

“Did you stay with me all night?” I asked, stopping him in his tracks.

“What?” he replied, surprised.

“Did you stay with me all night?” I repeated, wanting an answer.

“Are you going out tonight?” I asked again, this time louder.

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at me over his shoulder.

“Yes,” he answered quietly.

“Why?” I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.

My voice trailed off, waiting for his response.

I whispered softly, feeling tears sting my eyes. I hated that I was getting emotional. I didn’t want him to see me as weak. I didn’t want him to feel sorry for me.

“I didn’t want you to wake up alone,” I said.

Those words hung in the air, heavy with meaning.

The air felt heavy between us as he turned and walked out of the room. I couldn’t take my eyes off the door he had just gone through, wondering where he was headed and what he was up to.

“Should I get involved in this competition too?” I asked myself, feeling anxious about it all.

I groaned, realizing I couldn’t do anything. I was stuck in a hospital bed, feeling weak and helpless.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and Nan rushed in.

The room felt tense.

“We listed each other as emergency contacts when we checked in,” she said. “That’s why the doctor called me after your surgery to give me an update.”

She wrapped her arms around me tightly.

“I was really worried.”

“I think I blew the competition,” I said, tears streaming down my face. I had been holding in my emotions for a long time, and it felt good to finally let them out.

“No… no,” my friend tried to comfort me, but I could barely hear them through my sobs.

“Don’t worry, you still have a chance,” Nan said as she hugged me. I knew she was trying to make me feel better, but I didn’t.

“My ankle is broken, and it won’t be fixed for another 24 hours,” I replied, feeling frustrated.

“I was supposed to start today,” she cried.

“We will figure it out,” she whispered.

We spent some time talking, and eventually, I fell asleep. The pain medication the doctor gave me helped me relax.

When I woke up this time, it was because a strange presence filled the room as the door opened.

I opened my eyes and saw a man walking toward me. It was Beta Ron. Just a second later, Nan walked in too.

She rushed into the room, and my heart skipped at the sight of her smile.

“What’s going on?” I asked, looking back and forth between her and the other person in the room.

She approached us and explained that you were hurt and couldn’t compete.

“Until tomorrow,” Beta Ron said, looking at his clipboard with a frown. “We switched you with someone else so you can compete tomorrow morning instead.”

“Are you serious??” I asked, my heart sinking as I felt a lump in my throat, waiting for more information.

Beta Ron nodded in agreement. “Yeah, and you have her to thank for that. She was really persistent,” he said quietly.

After that, he turned and left the room. Nan squealed with joy and hugged me tightly. I could hardly believe what was happening… I was about to burst with excitement!

I was ready to compete, and nothing was going to stop me this time.

“Thank you, Nan,” I said as I hugged her tightly.

“I told you, we got this,” she replied with a smile.

She was right; we really did have this.

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