“I seem to be a little dizzy. Help me back to my ward.” Carl grabbed at his boss instinctively, shocked to see him like this.
Wasn't his only injury on his arm? Why was he suddenly feeling dizzy? Although Carl was confused, he followed orders immediately.
“Of course, Mr. Bryant. I'll get you back to the ward right away!” Marco leaned against Carl as he stumbled away Loraine felt guilty. She didn’t expect to see Marco in such a bad condition.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe memory of Marco protecting her in his arms came back to her, and she realized she didn’t know how badly he was injured.
He got injured to protect her, after all. She should visit him.
After battling her judgment, Loraine decided to follow them to his ward.
Upon seeing Loraine, Carl realized why Marco pretended to be ill. He smartly found an excuse to leave.
“Rest up, Mr. Bryant. I'll call the doctor for you.” Carl immediately left the ward and closed the door, giving the two a moment to be alone.
Loraine spoke awkwardly once they were alone. “Are you okay?” Marco took in the view of the charming woman in front of him. “Not great. Loraine, what are you going to do if my wound can't heal?” Loraine wondered if he had injured his head. Otherwise, why would he say something like that? “Don't worry. | will try my best to compensate for your loss. How much do you want?” Marco suddenly felt frustrated.
He felt like their roles had been reversed. Was this (ppg oceiteTer hai hatred t& ob pensate her ith money?
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was sends ijured Unconsciously, her attitude softened tenfold.
Loraine stepped closer, speaking with genuine concern.
“Since you aren't fully recovered, you should stay here TYE: wit) 11 neole tiemrojéet ou don't have to orry about it.”