NovelStartChapter 1199 Claire Impressed Rowan Rowan hurriedly followed them. "Watch out. You may fall." He took the initiative to grip Claire's other arm, firmly supporting her.
After leaving the ghats, Rowan pulled the rear door of his car open. Claire pressed Saskia in and sat in the backseat next to her.
"Where are we going?" Rowan asked, looking back from the driver's seat.
"A fresh market," Claire answered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRowan was taken aback as he didn't understand what she was doing. "Why a fresh market? Do you want to buy singredients?" Claire didn't answer, pinching Saskia's arm angrily. "Wake up! Don't givethat look." Rowan stopped asking and started the engine, heading for a fresh market nearby.
Saskia slowly turned to Claire. Saskia was soulless, her pale face full of tears, looking miserable.
Staring at her, Claire didn't have the heart to blher again, although she was still furious. Heaving a sigh, she said, "l won't blyou. You won't listen, anyway." Suddenly, a ringing tone sounded. Rowan put on his Bluetooth microphone and answered gently, "Hello." "Rowan, where are you?" Daphne asked on the other end of the line. She went to his office but failed to find him.
"I'm out, not in the hospital. | don't have any operations in the morning. You may helparrange other things without calling me.
Thanks." Rowan ended the call before Daphne spoke again.
Soon, they pulled up to a fresh market nearby the river bank.
Claire opened the door. "Get down!" She dragged her spiritless bestie off.
Different ways of life could be seen in a fresh market. Selderly above 90 squeezed in a corner, selling the vegetables planted themselves. Their faces were wrinkled while bending over. Sdisabled vagabonds were looking for food in trash cans.
"Why did you takehere?" Saskia looked around and saw those scenes, feeling irritable.
"Have you thought whose grandmothers or mothers are they? They led difficult lives but tried their best to survive. Why don't you appreciate your life?" Claire grabbed her arm, dragging her. "The aged ones struggle to live on, and so do the disabled ones. You are young and healthy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHow can you commit suicide? Shon you!" Her questions baffled Saskia, who felt bitter.
"You should also see the dying patients suffering from cancers." Claire was still enraged. "All of them long for living on. Even though they'll spend every single penny and bear the torture of the diseases, they never give up." "Saskia, you stomped on your life. You have no right to do it. God doesn't have the plan to let you die, and you cannot end your own life." Rowan was moved while listening to her. Feeling shocked, he couldn't help wondering about the meaning of life. Seeing her disappointed and furious face, he could tell the enormous energy in her petite body.
Also, Saskia seemed to be woken up. Unlike a walking dead earlier, she watched the scene, her eyes lit up with a ray of hope.
Thinking that Rowan would go to work, Claire let go of Saskia. Then she bought the vegetables from two old grannies, carrying big shopping bags towards the car.
Rowan hurriedly helped her. "Lettake them." "Dr. Watson, you can leave us here. You should go to work now." Claire stared at him with big watery eyes. "Thank you for your help today. I'll hail a taxi to drive her home." "lI don't have surgery this morning." Rowan bent over and took the two bags from her hands. "I'll give you a ride." Then he put the bags into the car trunk. Rowan was moved by Claire's kind heart.
Claire pulled Saskia to sit in. Rowan started the engine and drove away.
Rowan was impressed by Claire, who had changed her impression in his mind. He seemed to have known a different girl, amazed by such positive energy hidden in her small body.
He saw her attitude for life--respect and sincerity.
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