That Can Be Arranged
Chapter 132

Chapter 132

Chapter 132 She blanched, for that was bad news indeed. Timothy sighed. He knew he couldn’t hide it from her. Even if he didn’t say it, she would reach thatconclusion eventually. I can’t do much. She can’t heal up immediately and perform onstage right away.He paused for a moment and pretended to look relaxed. “You’re really fortunate, Tessa. It’s just your shoulder. You’ll be fine in no time. The doctor said you would have been in danger if the perp hit yourartery.” She nodded and forced a smile. “Yeah, I am.” She might be smiling, but she felt sad. However, shecouldn’t worry them, for they were already concerned about her wound. She looked at Gregory. “Are youalright, Gregory? Did they hurt you before I came?”

“I’m okay. They told me to be quiet, so I was, and they didn’t do anything to me.” He shook his head. At least they didn’t hurt him and I managed to get there in time. She heaved a sigh of relief. “Good tohear.” She had been worried the whole day. If Gregory was hurt, she would never be able to forgiveherself even if she was hurt.“I’m fine, Miss Tessa. Heal up soon. I’m waiting for you to come home.” He looked at her, worried. Since Gregory was looking lively, Tessa felt her pain subside a little. They made some small talk, butTessa was tired not long after that, as her wound was serious. “I’m tired. I need to sleep. You’ve been outthe whole day, Tim. Go back to school.” Timothy had always listened to her, but this time, he shook his head. “I’ll stay here with you. I won’t leaveno matter what you say, so stop convincing me. Get some rest if you feel tired.” Tessa was easily exhausted for the time being, so she couldn’t argue with Timothy and just let him dowhat he wanted. A while later, she drifted to sleep. Thanks to the Sawyers, Tessa was staying in the most luxurious single ward. There was a couch andanother bed beside Tessa’s. It seemed more like home than a ward, and that was thanks to the Sawyers.Timothy didn’t want to take the other bed, so he slept on the couch.

Since Gregory was shocked and refused to leave Tessa no matter what, he laid his head on her bed andstayed there. He wanted to hug Tessa, but since his father said that might make Tessa’s bad conditionworse, all he could do was sit on the stool and stare at Tessa. Gregory had gone through a lot in the dayand cried for the whole afternoon, so he was already tired. He was only a child after all, so he slept notlong after. Nicholas looked at the sleeping boy, and he sighed. He took the boy and put him on the other bed. Theboy was still sniffling. Nicholas didn’t sleep. Because of the kidnapping incident, he had left some work aside, so he had to gothrough some files now. However, he would glance at Tessa and his son from time to time. All of asudden, he heard someone sobbing quietly, so he paused and looked at Tessa curiously. Her blanketwas trembling, and her head was bobbing. Oh, she’s crying. Tessa didn’t know Nicholas had noticed her. Indeed, she was crying silently under the blanket. Everyoneknew she couldn’t perform this time, but she knew that that wasn’t the only thing she lost. There were a lot of people in the orchestra, and a lot of them were more experienced than she was.Missing a performance or two was enough to warrant a performer change. It was common in theorchestra. Moreover, she was just an inexperienced newbie who had nothing in her portfolio to back herup. Even though she had solid basics, the possibility of her getting promoted was slim to none. Shewanted to be seen, so she had been practising as hard as she could in the orchestra and tried her bestto be the top performer among the newbies. Thanks to her effort, Trevor noticed her. Because of her unbelievable talent and hard work, Trevor promoted her to assistant concertmaster. Itwas a never-seen-before act, but her path after that promotion was rocky, and because of thatpromotion, she was inevitably the object of a lot of people’s envy.