Chapter 600 All I Need Is You (1/2)

”Mrs. Jean...” screamed Toby with a look of unease.

'Why is there a sudden change in Mrs. Jean's emotion?' wondered Toby feeling startled.

”Don't bother me Toby. I am fine and I need to spend some time alone,” answered Jean without maintaining an eye contact. While she stood outside Joy's ward, Toby detected a look of seriousness on Jean's face. It seemed like she was trying hard to repress her sadness.

On the other side of the door, Joy's face had guilt and other self-loathing emotions written all over it. And this emotion deepened further as she realized that she had failed to respond appropriately and now Jean had already left.

Since she had no choice, she contemplated over each and every word which Jean uttered a few seconds ago. At the end, her pale face changed and was replaced with a smile.

After spending quite a while sitting on the chair and trying to calm herself down, Jean finally got up. It seemed nearly impossible to regain peace in her heart. Somehow, she succeeded in dragging herself near the gate.

Toby, who carefully followed her, looked at her with some worry. Several times he had almost reached out his hand to help Jean who stumbled every now and then. But in the end, he would back down since she always managed to regain her balance.

Moreover, he was well aware about the disparity of status between him and Jean so he tried his best to maintain a distance. Deep in his heart, he knew he had to protect her since it was a duty given to him by Mr. Zed. But at the same time he could not take the liberty of touching her unless and until there was an emergency.

After clumsily staggering everywhere, Jean finally reached near the area where the car was parked. Being aware this adventurous journey was over, Toby let out a sigh of relief. Once Jean got inside the car, she seemed relaxed.

Now Toby got to the driver's seat and the car started to move ahead steadily. Jean gazed outside to admire the beautiful landscape. For a while, she was lost admiring the scenery but swiftly her mind went back to the problems that she was dealing with.

'Well, sometimes life is just like what is in front of me.

No matter what scenery is being shown now, good or bad, the next second it changes completely. All at once, something new is presented before me. And the worst part is, it changes so quickly that I have no time to respond. No matter how hard I try, it will keep moving.

Joy has played a big role in my miserable childhood, but now I think it is time for me to let her go from my life.

But why is it that I feel disheartened to see her gradually fade away?

Am I insane since it seems like I am deriving pleasure from this pain? Did I forget all about her cruelty which I tolerated when I was very young?