Cohabitation With My Ex-Husband

When Sarah almost arrived at Mr. Collins's room, from a distance, she could see a man who had put his hand on the doorknob, ready to open the door. The man was wearing a white robe, and his hair was blonde.

He is Steve.

Steve seemed to feel someone was walking towards him so he turned his head to the side, his face immediately smiled when he saw Sarah. Steve then immediately removed his hand from the doorknob and ran over to Sarah.

"You're here! Would you like to visit Mr. Collins?" Steve asked with a smiling face.

Sarah nodded and smiled. Isn't that obvious? Why did Steve have to ask her that? He's is really weird!

"Oh yeah, why didn't you reply to my message?" Steve asked, still standing where he was, blocking Sarah from walking. He knew he should go check on Mr. Collins right now, but he wanted to have a chat with Sarah first.

"Message? You sent me a message?" Sarah asked confusedly then looked for her cellphone in her bag.

Sarah is the type of person who is not dependent on her cellphone. She doesn't even have a social media account.

She was always busy studying and making money, the cellphone was only a communication tool she used to contact her friends if they had group assignments, or when she was still a resident.

Steve sighed with relief when he heard that. He thought Sarah was ignoring his message on purpose, but thankfully Sarah was still the same Sarah he knew.

Sarah looked at her cellphone screen which showed a message from Steve. The message was sent at nine in the morning on Saturday.

[Hi. I heard there's a good restaurant. You want to go there for lunch?]

"I heard about it. Last Saturday," Steve said quietly.

When he accidentally went to the general surgery department, Steve heard some nurses gossiping, they were talking about a patient who died in the operating room, and they said that Sarah would have to blame herself even though the patient's condition could not be saved anymore.

Steve then immediately approached the nurses and asked what happened.

When he first heard about it, Steve immediately contacted Sarah. However, the call was not picked up. He was so worried about her that he wanted to visit Sarah's house.

However, Steve remembers that he doesn't know Sarah's apartment number. He knew her apartment, but he didn't know where she lived. So Steve finally decided to send a message, hoping Sarah would read it and want to go out with him.

He wanted to be by her side at a time like this, wanted to comfort her, wanted to make her feel better.

Sarah took her eyes off her phone and looked at Steve.

"Ohh…" That was all Sarah could say. It seemed that the news of her losing her patient had already reached Steve's ears.

Actually, Sarah didn't really like it. She didn't like people who looked at her with pity. She knew that her current state required pity from them, but Sarah didn't like it.

As a child who had lived in an orphanage since childhood, she had often received such pitying looks from other people, and… Sarah had had enough of that.

However, Sarah did not dare to point it out and preferred to remain silent, as she usually did.

"As expected you can handle it well. You are a strong woman. You really are great!" said Steve as he raised his hand and gave two thumbs up for Sarah.

Sarah was a little taken aback by that, not expecting Steve to say something like that, and not a question like:

Are you all right?

You've had something bad happen, are you ready to get back to work?

When she first lost her patient, it was questions like that that people often asked her. Sarah appreciated that, but… she was fine, they didn't have to pretend they cared about her.

"Of course! You really know what I'm like," Sarah replied with a smile.

Steve also smiled at Sarah's smile. He could see that the woman's face was a little sad, but seeing her smile like this made Steve smile too.

His one hand then subconsciously grabbed Sarah's hand and held it, making Sarah a little confused and looking at Steve's hand, then Steve's face with raised eyebrows.

"I know you're great, but if you need someone to talk to. You can tell me. Maybe I'm not as good as a grief counselor, but I'll listen to you," Steve said softly as he squeezed Sarah's hand gently.

Sarah hastily pulled her hand back when she heard that. Her heart was pounding again.

"Okay, I get it," Sarah answered quietly as she turned her hot face away from Steve.

Why did Steve have to say something like that so softly and look at her with that look?

Ah! He must still be worried about her as a friend! It must be so! Maybe Steve had been through it so he was worried, right?

Steve just nodded at Sarah's reaction, there was a slight sense of loss when Sarah pulled her hand away. A second later Steve finally realized what had happened.

He just held Sarah's hand!

Unconsciously Steve's face turned a little red, he just wanted to let Sarah know that he was here, and did it without realizing it!

"Ahem, then let's go visit Mr. Collins," Steve said averting his face so Sarah wouldn't notice.

Sarah just nodded, then the two of them went to visit Mr. Collins.

When she got to Mr. Collins's room, Sarah could see Mr. Collins was sleeping. The man's face grew old even though Sarah had seen him last Friday.

It seemed Mr. Collins sensed that someone had entered his room so he opened his eyes again, he immediately saw Sarah's sad face and Steve's smiling face at her.

"Good morning, Mr. Collins. How are you?" Steve asked with a smile and then started doing his checks.

"Well… you know, the same as always. I think I'm still fine," replied Mr. Collins with a smile and a little joking.

Over the past two weeks, he'd seen Steve a lot, and he had quite liked him. He seemed friendly and did his job well, allowing Mr. Collins to see Michael in the man.

"Looks like that, you seem to be ready for the operation," Steve said with a smile.

Steve then turned to Sarah, and nodded, before finally leaving the two of them. Seems like there's something Sarah wants to talk about.

"Mr. Collins," Sarah called softly, then took the old man's hand. The hand felt thinner and weaker, making Sarah's eyes begin to tear up again.

"Why are you crying? Everything will be fine!" said Mr. Collins holding Sarah's hand.

"That… Should I call Michael?" asked Sarah finally who couldn't take it anymore. She felt Michael deserved to know this.