Brandan Hyde slightly pursed his lips, his jaw showing a hint of tension.
After a moment, he said, "I will give her the appropriate return."
"You should understand what she truly wants."
"..." Brandan Hyde remained silent, not speaking.
"Charles, now is not the time to discuss this," Lady Hyde tugged at her husband's hand, dissolving the tense atmosphere between father and son, "Let's wait until Emily comes out safely before we talk."
Charles Hyde glanced at his wife, then raised his hand to stroke the top of her hair, pulling her into his embrace, sitting not far from Brandan Hyde.
Iris Harris leaned in Brandan Hyde's arms, contemplating the words of Charles Hyde. Then she looked up at Brandan Hyde's face, who seemed to be pondering something, his brows slightly furrowed.
She lowered her eyes, a distant sense of panic emerging in her heart.
Something began to shake along with this car accident.
*
Emily Dormer's surgery lasted a full twelve hours.
