—Are you serious?—replied the woman, quite surprised by the response— Are you even listening to yourself?
—Why do you want to talk about this right now?—said Arthur, perhaps bewildered, but it was obvious why that woman had dared to approach him, taking advantage of my absence. Only he didn't understand why she did it, I mean, for what? For what purpose?
—I care about you—the woman admitted, so I was forced to interrupt that conversation. I walked towards them, pretending I had just arrived by reading the label on the can and thus hadn't seen Dr. Bailey.
—Oh!—I said, feigning surprise—Are you checking him out?
I had to swallow my pride and jealousy because Arthur hadn't done anything wrong; it was she who insisted on approaching him, and although she didn't do it as directly as any oth
