Place the girl on the bed, and cover her with a quilt.
Mason Bennett sat aside, looking at the peacefully sleeping girl, his eyebrows softened a bit.
He leaned down slightly and planted a kiss on the girl's forehead.
No matter what happens, he won't let his little darling suffer even the slightest bit of grievance or harm.
Thinking of this, the man's gaze became even more profound and cold.
After a while, Mason Bennett finally left the bedroom.
He informed Elliot Morris to book an afternoon flight, planning to return to Brocade City once Bella Green woke up.
...
At the hospital, Joanne Jordan was lying there, the pain in her hand making it impossible for her to sleep comfortably.
All day, she had been losing her temper.
Charles Cheyne, who was beside her, was sweating profusely.
This lady here is so hard to please.
Luckily, her hand wasn't broken, just dislocated, but she had twisted it forcefully at the time.
