Semua Bab Mr. Webb, Make Your Move!: Bab 221 - Bab 230

With a slight frown, Zara stepped forward and leaned over. With one hand, she helped him slip out of the gown.Her hair fell forward, brushing her chest. Yosef, turning his head without meaning to, caught a hint of her light fragrance.He looked up, his eyes resting on her elegant nose. He was so close he could even see the tiny hairs."Can you help me?" Yosef asked as he fumbled with the buttons on his hospital gown.His gaze grew dark as her hair accidentally swept over his shoulder.He was thinking about a recent moment they shared in the utility room."Can you help me?" Yosef asked as he fumbled with the buttons on his hospital gown.Now, he felt a twinge of regret.Zara could tell his temperature was rising. They had been together for three years; she knew him well. She looked up, alert.Yosef quickly hid the longing in his eyes, becoming distant.He noticed her gaze and raised an eyebrow, urging her, "Come on, how long are you going to leave me like this? Or do you want

Zara turned to face him again.Yosef handed her the cloth, his eyebrows slightly raised. "There's no rush. Take your time."She did feel the rush. Zara knew that every day Sharon was not better was another day her heart would hang heavy with worry.She only managed to stay calm because Cheryl kept saying Sharon was stable. That gave Zara the space to think it over again and again.She really did not want to pick Yosef's solution, so she was searching for another way.Silently, she took the cloth and went to the bathroom to rinse it once more. She then brought it back to him.Yosef shifted a bit. "Could you help me with my lower back? There's a spot of dried blood that's itching."Zara hesitated. "I'm not sure I...""Going abroad for the artificial heart might be better. But with your mom's health, she can't handle a long flight. And you'd be all alone over there, which would make things even harder," he said.Zara gripped the towel tighter. She had thought about going abroad.

Stanley had sent Zara the data they collected from Mount Siran in Apricot Village. The next day, as she was hooked up to an IV, she worked on organizing the information. Her injured hand was better, and she worked efficiently. She put all other thoughts aside.After she finished her work, she noticed the IV bag was empty. The nurse came to take the needle out. Zara saw that the medicine label was different from the one she had before. Curiously, she took out her phone and snapped a picture of the label.Stanley could not make it back for lunch and offered to order her some food. Zara, determined to be self-sufficient, said, "I can go down and find something to eat myself." She did not want to be a bother.The sun was high in the sky. Zara stretched her arms wide and yawned. She climbed out of bed, slipped into her coat, and decided it was time to grab a bite to eat.Yosef peeked up from his laptop and said, "Hey, can you grab me a bite too? In return, I'll take you to a show later

Charvi quickly put up the partition between the front and back seats of the car.Now, the back was a small, closed-off space.Yanked by Yosef, Zara's knees hit the car floor. Her body was trapped between his legs, her back was against the partition, and he was right in front of her.The tight space left her with no way out.Zara pushed against Yosef's chest, feeling trapped. "What are you doing? Let go!"Yosef, with one hand around her and the other on her chin, looked deeply into her eyes."You could make up a thousand reasons to excuse Stanley's lies, yet you blame me for things I didn't do, Ms. Lowry. You sure are fair," he said with a hint of sarcasm.Despite his injury, he was holding her firmly. Where did he find the strength?Yosef's presence was like a cold breeze, impossible to avoid. "Yes, Sarah left you in the wild forest because of me, but she and I aren't what you think," he said.Was he trying to explain? It was so confusing."I've never cared about what's going

The last sliver of daylight vanished behind the curtains, leaving the room in a dim, grayish-white gloom.Winter days were short, and just after 5:30 pm, there was barely any light left outside.Zara lay buried under the covers, utterly exhausted. Her breathing was heavy.The corners of her eyes still held the remnants of her blush, and her lashes were damp with tears that had not yet dried.Yosef gently smoothed away the crease between her brows. Zara was too tired to move even though she felt his touch.He let her rest and went to the windowsill with his cigarettes and lighter.He had not felt like this in a long time. He was more captivated than he was when signing multi-million dollar deals.Perhaps it was because Zara had become so defensive since she quit her job, avoiding him like he was something scary. She did not want to be close to him at all, which made him want to win her over.He wanted to see her break down, give in, and cry helplessly in his arms.After finishi