She chuckled and helped him into the wheelchair, huffing and puffing. "You need to lay off the snacks," she breathed as she got behind him and began wheeling him out of the room.
She smiled and walked out of the hospital and to the car, helping him into the car and started the car up. "I'm going to make you a special lunch. What would you like?"
"Hey," she said. "So I was wondering if you could come over for a few minutes and see how Joe's doing. He's just had surgery and is asking for you." She tried to hide the venom and jealousy from her voice.
"He's doing better than I expected," she said, crossing her arms and leaning against the wall. "I have a few questions to ask you while he's resting, though."