Eve Sherman finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Stellan Sutton was quite busy, with one phone call after another, leaving him almost no time to face Eve. Twenty minutes later, a breathless Wyatt Crawford appeared at the door of the hospital room.
As soon as he saw Eve, he immediately rushed over, inspecting her hand closely on both sides. When he saw her wound, he held her hand tenderly and exclaimed, "Baby, what happened to you? How did you get hurt like this?"
Eve made a silencing gesture at him, afraid he might disturb Stellan who was on the phone.
Hearing the commotion, Stellan turned his head and saw the man was here again, a barely perceptible frown creasing his brow.
"Let me know if there are any updates."
He hung up the phone and stood there straight, sizing up Wyatt from afar.
This man really knows how to act.
The concern in his eyes didn't seem fake.
That day, when he was with his wife, the happiness didn't seem fake either.
