บททั้งหมดของ Be Gentle With Me, Mr. CEO: บทที่ 231 - บทที่ 240

That afternoon, Alicia dashed over to check on Calla, carrying a basket of fruit.Seeing no one around, Calla quickly pulled Alicia aside and whispered, "I can hear now."Alicia's eyes widened with delight. But realizing Calla's reluctance to let anyone else know, she asked, "Then why haven't you said anything?""I've been pretending for so long because I don't know how to break it to everyone," Calla replied, looking troubled.Alicia thought for a moment and said, "If you're going to pretend, do it for a few more days. Let the person who hit you get anxious. If you stay deaf, she'll go to jail.""If I recover, they're willing to offer financial compensation," Calla reasoned."That's great then! You'll probably lose your job this time, and you'll need some compensation to get by. Good jobs are hard to find these days. Listen, don't be foolish and turn down their money out of pride!" Alicia advised."I'm not that stupid. I was deaf for a while; it was a huge emotional blow," Call

Bloodstains on the floor caught Calla's eye, and she frowned. The scene of Mercer walking over the glass shards in his shoes flashed in her mind. Could the blood be from his foot being cut by the glass? The thought startled her.After a few seconds of shock, Calla found herself running toward the door. She dashed to the hospital entrance but couldn't catch up with Mercer. Looking around, there was no sign of him. With a forlorn turn, she drifted through the hallway like a ghost.Back in her room, doctors and nurses soon came to examine her. They congratulated her on regaining her hearing.Calla knew Mercer must have told them. Despite his anger when he left, it seemed he still cared about her.A nurse then brought Calla for a full body check-up. By the time it was all done, it was already afternoon. Outside, the sky was ablaze with a riot of colors. Calla sat on the edge of her bed, gazing at the orange sunset, feeling a jumble of emotions.Would he come tonight? Probably

After Mercer sat down, Calla felt a bit awkward and quickly said, "I'll make some tea." Without waiting for his response, she turned and walked into the small kitchen.She hadn't boiled water yet, so she hurried to do so, then took out a tea bag and placed it into a cup. She never expected him to come by today and felt incredibly nervous, like her heart was about to leap out of her chest.The small apartment was quiet, with only the sound of the boiling water. The person outside remained seated on the couch, likely feeling the same way.After a few minutes, Calla finally emerged from the kitchen with a cup of hot tea."Have some tea." Calla placed the cup in front of Mercer with both hands."Thank you." Today, Mercer was particularly polite, even a bit aloof. With his sunglasses on, it was impossible to read his emotions.Calla couldn't see his eyes and stood there feeling a bit at a loss. Mercer seemed to notice her discomfort. He reached into his pocket and took out a ban

Hearing this, Mercer looked at Calla and nodded. "Yes, you're right about everything.""You..." Calla looked at him, bewildered and somewhat irritated. If she was right about everything, why did he still entangle himself with her?The next moment, Mercer fixed his eyes on Calla and said seriously, "I admit I loved Sophie. I even wanted to marry her at one point. But that was in the past, and those feelings faded away years ago. "Does a person only fall in love once in their life? Haven't you loved someone before? You just said you loved me, so haven't your feelings for someone else faded away too?"Calla was speechless because Mercer was right. She had loved Tim once, but he had long been erased from her life. Although she occasionally thought of him, she no longer loved him.Mercer grasped Calla's shoulders as he continued with an intense gaze. "Everyone has a past. We all have special feelings for certain things, especially for someone we once loved. "I keep Sophie's photo no

Hearing the truth, Calla stared at Mercer in disbelief. She never imagined Sophie would have a life-threatening illness. Sophie was always so beautiful and imposing. Who would have thought she had severe asthma? It seemed everyone had their own share of troubles and hardships. Perhaps Calla had been fortunate enough to have good health. At least she was not sick or suffering from any illnesses."So you've been taking care of her all this time?" Calla asked.Mercer nodded. "Her health is poor, and so is her financial situation. I rented her a house, and Jasmine has been by her side taking care of her. I've done what I can, but I can't provide her with the emotional support she needs."For a moment, Calla felt a mix of emotions.Mercer was undoubtedly a man of compassion and loyalty, but sometimes he was so clueless. Why hadn't he explained this to her all along? And why had he let her misunderstand? Was it because he hadn't yet faced his true feelings for her?The next moment,