Chapter 126 - Her Patient’s House

Suddenly Jacob's phone rings. It was James. J saw a grim in Jacob's face. Something must've happened in either the hospital or the Twelve Army.

After the call, Jacob sighed in frustration then looked at her.

"Okay, I guess you're on your own. I'll have you drive one of my cars. I'll call you every now and then. Don't stay out longer than an hour." Jacob said as if talking to his daughter and giving her pointers before he allows her to go out.

J smiled at him sweetly and said, "Okay... thank you." She could actually let Jacob come with her, in fact, she would definitely love it, but she wasn't sure up to what extent does the young policeman's family know about his involvement in the society and her identity so she couldn't take the risk.

Jacob stared a couple of seconds to J. He walked closer to her, his hands reached out for her cheeks. "Honey please be safe. Call me if something came up. Okay?" Then he lowered his head and his lips covered her lips.

J closed her eyes and savor the sweetness of his lips. When their lips parted, Jacob still holds her face close to his. Afraid to let her go. J assured him in her soft voice, "Don't worry. I will."

Before Jacob left the villa in his SUV, he called Arthur and told him that J is leaving the house. He just wanted to make sure that they are in position.

After an hour, J driving a red sports car parked in front of a small yet decent bungalow near the heart of the city. As much as she wanted to maintain a low profile, Jacob only has this sports car and another high-end sports car in his garage.

She walked towards the bungalow and knocked at the door. After a couple of minutes, a middle-aged woman opens the door.

She smiled at J before asking who is she looking for.

J didn't know how to start the conversation. So, she first introduced herself. "Good morning, I'm Nurse J from CLP Hospital."

The woman looked surprised at first, then she opened the door widely to let her in. She was hospitable enough to let a stranger in their house. J thought. Although she only said her name and where she came from, the woman already seemed to know why she came.

The woman gestured her to sit on the sofa before she was gone to the kitchen to get something for her to drink.

When she returned, they were both seated on the sofa.

J felt awkward. She rushed over there without a plan of how to start a conversation. She grabs the glass of orange juice that was in the table and sips a small amount just enough to wet her lips.

She cleared her throat before she started speaking. "I'm the nurse of your son. I... " she wanted to say that she was there when her son died in the OR but her words were stuck in her throat unsure if she should say that. In the end, she decided not to.

"I'm sorry about what happened."

The woman smiled at her. "You're probably his nurse when he died."

J was taken aback. How did she know?

"No wonder you are here. No ordinary nurse would come to visit a patient's family after they died. I can sense that you are a good person." the woman's tone was tender and motherly.