Bright Sampton truly cared about Jane Sampson, ah. The image he saw most of Jane was her calm, standard smile when facing everyone. But even so, that was the healthy Jane Sampson.
Time had passed so long that Bright Sampton had almost forgotten what Jane looked like when she was ill.
"Itās just a minor cold, not a big issue. Maybe itās just that I have a weaker constitution, so Iām recovering slowly. You just got back from abroad and then came straight over to King Town again. Arenāt you tired?" Jane smiled, "Iām really fine, I just need one good sleep."
"You just keep pushing it. Iāll call your brother-in-law right now and get him to take care of you. Itās best if he takes you back to Capital Province." Bright Sampton said as he was about to grab his mobile phone to call James Black.
But as he took out the mobile phone and saw Jane still sitting there, relaxed and composed, he exclaimed, "Sister, have you gotten braver recently? You donāt even react to me mentioning calling your brother-in-law?"
Bright Sampton laughed, "Could it be that even your brother-in-law canāt control you now?"
"Oh, thatās not it." Jane laughed softly, her smile widening, "Heās out on a mission and canāt be reached by phone."
"..." Bright Sampton immediately put away his phone, "No wonder youāre torturing your body so fearlessly, confident that he canāt receive any messages or come to take you away."
"Donāt use the phrase āfearlessly,ā itās not fitting at all. I just didnāt want to hold up the whole film crew because of myself. I didnāt expect... just caught a cold, got caught in a rain, and my body becomes so unreliable." Jane was annoyed with herself to death.
Being sick was truly unbearable.
When she was sick, she especially missed James Black, really wanted to nestle in his arms, let him hold her, and soothe her.
In the middle of the night, when Jane was feeling too miserable to sleep well, sheād always try making a call to James Black. She always thought, just in case it connected, she could hear James Blackās voice.
But she swore she would absolutely not let James realize she was sick.
However, not once did the phone get through.
Adding it up, James had been out on his mission for nearly twenty days now. Jane hadnāt thought that James could be on a mission for such a long time.
"Right, howās Grandpa Peterson lately? I havenāt seen the old man for many years," Jane started another topic to distract Bright Sampton from worrying about her.
"Grandpa Peterson is still the same, certainly stronger than you. Grandpa saw me and asked about you, knew I was picking up your medicine. He made me promise to watch over you, ensure you eat what you should and avoid what you shouldnāt, and to take care of your health properly. Knowing youāre married, he said to visit him when you can; heāll prescribe more medicine to ensure you donāt suffer too much with child due to your weak constitution."
As Bright Sampton said this, he suddenly added, "Grandpa Peterson today again mentioned that you donāt seem like a full-term baby. Always saying you seem like you were premature, which is why youāve been weaker than other children since childhood. Sister, tell me, do you think you could really have been premature?"
Janeās body trembled slightly, and after a long while, she gently shook her head.
It was unclear what that shake of her head meant.
No.
Or simply not knowing.