My leader, Owen Brown, was shocked to see that I had a bandage on my head and bruises on my face.
"Grace, what happened? Are you okay?"
I forced myself to smile.
"I'm fine. It's just a minor skin injury. It will be fine after a few days of swelling. Mr. Brown, I'm here to talk to you about setting up a branch abroad, which you mentioned last time."
Owen's eyes lit up.
He said, "So you've thought about it and are willing to go overseas?"
I said, "Well, I've thought about it and decided to take on this responsibility."
Owen seemed to remember something and asked.
"I remember when I mentioned this a while ago, you said your husband disagreed. Did you convince him?"
I was slightly stunned and just nodded, ignoring the question.
It didn't matter whether Xavier agreed or not.
In the afternoon, I went to the hospital. When I was about to leave, Xavier called me.
"Where are you?"
I said, "I'm changing the dressing at the hospital. What do you want?"
Xavier didn't respond. I was about to hang up when he spoke.
"Wait a moment. I'll come pick you up."
Before I could refuse, Xavier hung up the phone. And I walked slowly to the hospital entrance.