The nightingale lives

Chapter 1547: 1547. No one will laugh at you if you cry.


Chapter 1547: 1547. No one will laugh at you if you cry.


Thoughts gathered, he suppressed all emotions in his eyes, looked at Helen Melendy, and said:


“The director passed away peacefully. You were by her side, and she left without any regrets.”


Helen Melendy’s mood, upon hearing this, indeed improved a bit.


Elly Campbell took the opportunity to say:


“Yes, Helen, the most important thing for you now is to get better. That way, the director’s spirit in heaven won’t be too worried about you.”


Helen Melendy nodded.


Emotionally, it was still hard for her to accept easily, but rationally, the director had already passed away five years ago. She had no reason to dwell on past grief and make those who cared about her worry unnecessarily.


“I’m fine, don’t worry about me.”


She managed to smile at them.


Reaching out, she rubbed her swollen eyes, laughed self-deprecatingly, and said:


“I also suddenly heard that the director passed away. For a moment, I couldn’t accept it, but it’s much better now.”


As she spoke, her voice involuntarily became choked with emotion.


To others, it was already a matter five years past, but to her, it was something that had never occurred. Suddenly receiving such news, reason still couldn’t overcome emotion.


Elly Campbell and Harry Hall understood her feelings and didn’t force her to rationally accept it.


Harry Hall held her in his arms and whispered:


“If you’re feeling uncomfortable, don’t hold it in. No one will laugh at you for crying.”


Helen Melendy wanted to smile but couldn’t, wanted to cry but seemed unable to cry.


Rarely at this moment, she adapted to Harry Hall’s embrace and didn’t pull away from him.


She also didn’t cry aloud, merely shed tears silently. However, she quickly adjusted her emotions.


She lifted her head from Harry Hall’s embrace and said lightly:


“Alright, I’m fine now.”


She was never one to wallow in melancholy and, upon gradually accepting the director’s passing five years ago, her mood improved slightly.


Then, she asked:


“By the way, has the result from the Rehabilitation Department come out? I’m… I’m alright, aren’t I?”


Helen Melendy originally intended to divert from the heavy topic just now and randomly picked a topic to start, but after asking, she felt a bit uneasy.


Elly Campbell and Harry Hall’s expressions subtly changed.


But both concealed it well, neither letting Helen Melendy notice anything amiss.


“Of course, there’s no problem. I’ve already looked at the report. It’s pretty much the same as what the doctor said before. You know the muscle atrophy is due to long inactivity. The Rehabilitation Department has already formulated a plan. As long as you follow the doctor’s instructions, you’ll definitely get better.”


Elly Campbell said it all at once, fearing any slip might reveal something to Helen Melendy. She didn’t pause for a moment.


Even as she spoke, her eyes instinctively avoided Helen Melendy.


“Oh, where’s Shirley?”


Thinking about Helen Melendy being poisoned, Elly Campbell’s gaze turned colder.


“I sent her out. I have nothing going on here anyway, and having another person in the room makes me uncomfortable.”


She wasn’t accustomed to being tended to in every detail. If not for her current inconvenience, she wouldn’t even want to continue having Shirley look after her.


“Is Shirley taking good care of you?”


Helen Melendy tentatively asked, “If you’re not satisfied, I can get someone else to come over.”