Chapter 9 Julian, Time for Breakfast

"I'm sorry. I overlooked that. The doctor said Mr. Scott couldn't swallow, so I used the feeding tube all the time."

Julian looked at Violet's thin back, Jasper's sincere face, and sneered, "Their acting is great."

Violet took the nutritious porridge from Jasper. She smiled and softened her tone.

"It's okay. It's understandable to be negligent sometimes. Don't take too much pressure. I found out that he could swallow last night ."

"Last night?" Jasper's slightly dark face began to flush.

Violet was amazed by his pretense.

"Why don't you help him up and let me feed him? After all, he is my husband. It's my duty to attend to him. You can take a rest beside him later."

"No, that's not proper. I'll get my wages docked," said Jasper in a rush.

Violet laughed, "There are only the three of us in the room. If we don't tell others, who else will know? As I said, he's my husband, and I want to look after him."

"Well, thank you, Mrs. Scott." Jasper nodded reluctantly.

Then he turned to hold Julian up, whose eyes were already closed.

Violet turned around and put the porridge on the table.

Quickly, she took the test tube out of her pocket and filled it with some porridge, capped it, and put it back in her pocket.

"Do you want me to help you?" Violet said as she gently stirred the porridge with the spoon as if nothing had happened, hiding the marks left by the test tube.

"No, I can do it myself," answered Jasper in a hurry.

After Jasper had helped Julian sit up, quickly washed him, and put on his hearing aid, he called out softly, "Mr. Scott, breakfast is ready."

Julian opened his eyes at the sound of his voice, his gaze calm.

Violet then came over with the porridge, scooped a spoonful, blew it gently on her lips, and handed it to his mouth with a smile, "Julian, time for breakfast."

Julian's eyes gradually darkened like a black hole that could suck her in.

To him, the breakfast in her mouth referred to some poison.

Violet's heart pounded at the look in his eyes, "Do you want me to call you Mr. Scott too? But I think Julian sounds better. Anyway, eat it first."

Julian closed his eyes to manifest his refusal.

"Well, Julian, now that you don't want me to feed you, then I'll have Jasper do it."

There was strong disappointment in Violet's voice, but Julian was not moved at all.

Violet had to hand the bowl to Jasper, secretly sighing in her heart, "It will be a long haul to get his forgiveness."

As soon as Jasper reached Julian, his eyelids were raised, his gaze placid, and his mouth opened slightly.

Violet looked at him while cupping her face, "Julian, you are so handsome that every movement of yours is graceful."

"Yeah, Mr. Scott is the best-looking person I've ever seen." Jasper grinned.

Julian sneered silently.

Watching Julian finish his breakfast, Violet headed out to her school, City S Medical University.

She was currently a junior. It was the weekend, so she had the time to get some urgent errands done.

Violet drove straight to the lab building and made a phone call.

A short time later, a man came down the steps in a white lab coat but with a hooligan-like face and a slight scar over his left eye.

"What is it? Why do you have to let me do a lab test? Can't you do it yourself?" The way the man talked was also like a hooligan.

Violet shouted happily, "Joaquin Parker! It's been a long time."

He had been her best friend since childhood. Together, they had played in the mud, climbed trees to catch birds, fought for each other at middle and high school, and currently studied at the same university.