She was filled with envy

"Miss Hills, what are you doing here?" Carl said to Cassandra.

"Uhm… I came here to see Detective Noah. I heard he got shot so I came to see how he fairing," Cassandra said.

"How did you know he got shot?" Dexter who was also at the scene asked Cassandra.

"an anonymous posted it on social media that Detective Noah got shot and was rushed to this hospital," she said. She was certain that Carl was going to be here at the hospital to see Noah since they were very close and that was why she came.

"Alright, Detective Noah is the first ward by your left, you can go see him," Dexter said.

"Okay thanks," Cassandra said as she was about to leave.

"wait! …Noah is with someone so you'll have to wait until she's out," Carl said to Cassandra since Anne was inside the ward with Noah.

"Oh. Okay then," Cassandra said and she sat down on the seat right next to Carl.

Treasure and Dexter also sat down on a seat but in the last row, a little far from Carl and Cassandra who were sitting in the front row.

"So about what I was about to say when we were at the nurse's lounge… I think I'm gonna say it when we're the only ones here. I don't want any more interruptions" Treasure said to Dexter.

"it's okay whenever you're ready. Take your time" Dexter replied with a smile.

Meanwhile, Carl was busy browsing his phone about current news concerning Noah. He didn't want people to know that Noah got shot so that people wouldn't get scared if there was a serial killer that goes about shooting people. However, with the comments Carl was seeing, people are already curious to know who shot Detective Noah that works at NYPD.

Cassandra who was sitting down next to Carl was stealing glances at him. She didn't know how to initiate a conversation with her boss but she wanted to talk to him so badly.

She brought out her phone from her handbag and stared at the blank screen using it as a mirror to check out her face if she looked prettier than usual. While staring at her face, she felt the need to apply more lipstick on her lips to make them appear more red and sexy for Carl.

"Mr. McAlester, please excuse me I need to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back" Cassandra said sweetly to Carl.

"Alright," Carl muttered without looking at her and Cassandra left.

In the bathroom, Cassandra brought out red lipstick from her handbag and applied it to her lips while looking in the mirror. Smacking her lips, she saw a young lady washing her hands in the sink next to her. She looked at the young lady's reflection in the mirror with squinted eyes like she was trying to remember where she had seen her before.

"Hey, I know you," Cassandra said to Anne staring at the mirror.

She remembered when she saw her at the NYPD company when she tore Carl's documents in pieces and threw them in his face. That day, she was amazed at Anne's courage to tear Carl's documents like she was some goddess.

Anne looked at the mirror to see who just talked to her and she saw Cassandra staring at her reflection with a friendly smile on her face. She turned to look at Cassandra instead of staring at her reflection in the mirror to have a better look at her.

Anne's eyes darkened as she remembered who Cassandra was. It was the day she was angry at Carl for kissing Cassandra, although it was an accident. Anne had a thorough look at Cassandra who was standing far in the hallway when she was tearing Carl's papers. She was curious to see the woman Carl has replaced her with.

Anne looked at Cassandra with so much jealousy as she was drying her hands with a hand towel. She couldn't deny the fact that Cassandra is a pretty lady and was sexually appealing and she guessed that was the reason why Carl kissed her. Unknowing to Anne, Cassandra is definitely not Carl's type but she couldn't help but wonder to herself if Carl was really interested in this woman to have kissed her.

Cassandra who was also staring at Anne closely for the first time found Anne to be very attractive and Cassandra is the social type of person who loves having beautiful friends.

"Wow, you have such beautiful eyes" Cassandra complimented Anne sweetly. She has always loved silver eyes and she wished she had them naturally.

Anne kept mute instead of replying to her compliment. She was filled with envy for this girl because she blamed her for Carl's new attitude towards her. She felt that it was because of Cassandra, Carl doesn't love her anymore.

"You can't say thank you? Or you're not used to compliments" Cassandra said to Anne jokingly but Anne wasn't finding it funny.

Anne had a straight face, staring at Cassandra with hate and jealousy.

"I'm Cassandra Hills by the way" she stretched forth her hand to shake Anne. "last week, I saw you at the NYPD company and I literally loved what you were putting on that day," she said to Anne with good intentions of being her friend since she liked her.

'Yeah, I saw you too. The day you were kissing my man' Anne said in her head, glaring at Cassandra.

Meanwhile, Cassandra's hand was still in the air, begging to receive a handshake from Anne, and to her surprise, Anne walked out on her like she was talking to herself.

"How rude!" Cassandra said to herself, feeling perplexed. She didn't understand why Anne was such a snub while she was only trying to be her friend. No wonder she was rude to Carl the other day. She thought.

…

Anne walked to the waiting room and her eyes met Carl who was still sitting down on a chair pressing his phone. It took almost a minute before Carl felt the presence of someone staring at him and he raised his head to see who it was and he saw Anne. As soon as their eyes met, Anne immediately turned her face and hurriedly walked to where Dexter and Treasure were sitting.

"Anne, it seems you're about to leave," Dexter said to Anne standing to his feet, same with Treasure.

"Yeah, aren't you coming home too?" Anne said to Dexter.

"Nah, I wanna stay here till my boss gets discharged tomorrow morning," he said.

"What about you Treasure?" Anne said to Treasure.

"I'm here with Dexter," Treasure said. She wanted to stay back mostly because she wants to tell Dexter everything about the strange man and her relationship with him.

"Alright Dex, I'm going home… Treasure please take care of my brother okay" Anne said.

"I will" Treasure replied.

Anne turned her neck sideways and she saw Carl who was also standing up to leave. She heaved an exasperated sigh and Dexter saw how pathetic his sister look, staring at Carl like she missed him so much. He knew that his sister is in love with Carl but was too scared to admit it.

"Prosecutor Carl," Dexter called and Carl halted his steps and faced Dexter. He was already standing in front of the entrance door of the waiting room.

Meanwhile, Anne immediately turned her face to her brother with a soft gasp. She wasn't expecting her brother to call Carl while she was staring at him and now their eyes almost met. She wondered in her head what Dexter wanted to tell him.

"I wanted to ask if you could please drive my sister home," Dexter said to Carl and Anne's eyes widened. Why would Dexter ask Carl to drive her home on her behalf like she couldn't speak for herself?

"It's already late in the night and I'm afraid that whoever attacked Noah might still be on the loose and I don't want my sister to go home alone," Dexter said.

Anne felt her heart throb. She thought about saying 'there was no need for that' because she felt that it would very awkward if Carl was driving her home. After all, Carl has been ignoring her so why would he agree to drive her home?

Also, she felt some kind of guilt in her chest for breaking Carl's heart and she thought that he was still holding grudges against her because of that. Despite everything, Anne couldn't say no because she was now very scared to go home alone because of Noah's attacker.

"Sure no problem," Carl said to Dexter, without thinking twice, staring at Anne's back view.

He left the hospital so he could get his car ready. Even though Carl and Anne were no longer like the way they used to be, Carl couldn't afford for any bad thing to happen to Anne. He still cared for her even if she hates him.

"You're welcome" Dexter whispered to Anne with a wink. He was happy that his plan about Anne and Carl being together was working.

"I'm only grateful that I'm going home safe, nothing more!" Anne said to Dexter nonchalantly but she was very grateful to her brother.

"Yeah right" Dexter answered sarcastically and Anne left.

"Is it me or does your sister has a crush on Mr. McAlester?" Treasure asked Dexter because she noticed how Anne was busy stealing glances at Carl when he wasn't looking.

"Those two are practically in love with each other, they're only wasting time," Dexter said, sitting down on the chair. He blames his sister for pushing Carl away in the first place and he blames Carl for not taking a hint that Anne still loves him.

Suddenly, Cassandra walked to the waiting room and she was surprised to see just Dexter and Treasure sitting alone. She felt a little anxious because she couldn't find Carl.

"Where's Mr. McAlester?" she curiously asked Dexter hoping that Carl hasn't left yet.

"Oh, he already left," Dexter said and Cassandra's jaw dropped in disappointment.

She was upset because she had taken her time to paint her lips red and adjusted her boobs to reveal a little bit of cleavage to entice Carl but after everything, Carl had left.

Cassandra immediately rushed outside the hospital and luckily, she saw Carl unlocking his Car while Anne was standing opposite him like she was waiting to sit in the front seat.

Cassandra walked as fast as she could and gently pushed Anne with her wide hips from where she was standing. "I'm sorry. I have terrible eyesight and I prefer to seat in front" she said to Anne with a fake smile.

Yes, Cassandra has terrible eyesight but right now, she was lying because she was wearing medicated contact lenses that help her to see properly. She was only desperate to sit in the front seat with Carl.

Anne rolled her eyes and she had no other option but to sit in the back seat. Sitting in the back was not a problem for Anne in fact it was a relief to her because she wouldn't get to feel awkward with Carl. The only problem was that she wasn't comfortable with the fact that Cassandra was sitting at the front sit with Carl. It made her feel a little insecure. What if they lock lips right in front of her again? She thought so.

However, Carl who had no idea of what was going on was surprised to see Cassandra in the front seat, wearing her seat belt. He looked in the rear-view mirror of his car and saw Anne sitting directly at Cassandra's back and he guessed that it was Anne's idea to sit in the back seat since she doesn't like him.

If that was what Anne wanted then it was fine, Carl thought. The most important thing was that he was driving her home safely.