The man's voice was deep and low as he gazed at her with penetrating eyes.
Delphine nearly drowned in the oceans hidden within his gaze. Her cheeks inexplicably flushed, and she lowered her eyes to avoid his stare. She coughed softly and said, "Let's eat."
Ignatius Leclair was momentarily taken aback after speaking, noticing her reddened ears. A trace of sweetness surged in his heart.
So, this was what love felt like.
He had thought such feelings would elude him his entire life, yet he'd come to possess them while still young.
Ignatius Leclair's lips curved slightly, and the usual cold aloofness on his face dissolved like melting snow, revealing a hint of warmth.
After dinner, Ignatius Leclair put on his coat, embraced her briefly, and left the hospital. His tall and upright figure receded steadily, like the silhouette of a mountain. Delphine stood there for a while before returning, only to find Nathan Leclair arriving shortly after to take over the shift.
