NovelEnglishCarl was stationed outside the door, his eyes fixed steadily forward.
He didn’t dare move until Marco called him in.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMarco glowered at Keely's Lunchbox. He still had a lot of doubts about the food, so he pointed at the box and ordered, “Carl, get this stuff tested.” “Copy that, Mr. Bryant.” Carl gathered up the Lunchbox and took it to the Laboratory.
Marco went to the front desk to go through the discharge procedure. At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the distance.
Loraine? Why was she at the hospital? Marco couldn't help but think that Loraine had come here to see him.
Be Sick While Marco thought Loraine came to the hospital to visit him, she went to the medication dispensary “Hi there, I'm here to get Wesley Torres’ medicine.” Loraine hadn't noticed Marco, but when he stepped beside her with a burning gaze, she couldn't pretend to not see him.
As she turned, her eyes landed on Marco's handsome face and bandaged arm.
Loraine’s heart skipped a beat. She couldn't help but ask, “Are you all right?” “Are you caring for me?” Marco stepped closer, raising his eyebrows Suppressing her emotions, Loraine spoke politely.
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Carl approached the scene, unaware of the tension.
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