However, the car was already speeding away, and her objection was useless.
On the other hand, Claudia was even reassuring her. "Don't worry, Victoria. My friend's a good man. He's very kind and patient. I'll ensure he knows beforehand that your treatment will be negotiated later, alright?"
Compared to the considerate and gentle Claudia, Victoria seemed to be the exact opposite. Despite her sickness, she still refused to go to the hospital; how very selfish and inconsiderate.
What else could Victoria say to that?
Thus, she kept quiet as the car continued on its way.
After arriving at the clinic, Claudia helped her out of the car, and she softly asked, "Does your head spin? If you feel sick, you can lean on me."
Her voice was so very soft, and her supporting hands were too. The faint scent of jasmine lingered around her.
