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She paused for a moment, trying to figure out who could be calling at such an odd hour. Pressing her tongue
against the back of her teeth in thought, Carrie answered the call, her curiosity piqued.
A polite voice on the other end asked, “Is this Ms. Campbell?”
“Yes, what is it?” Carrie responded, her voice sharp with curiosity.
On the other end, the man explained, “Hello, Ms. Campbell. Mr. Daxton Garcia was injured while helping
someone and is now in the hospital. We need to settle the payment. Could you...?”
Without hesitation, she threw off the covers and sat up, her tone serious. “Sendthe location.”
Hanging up the phone, she quickly grabbed Kristopher’s shirt and headed toward the bathroom.
Kristopher removed his Bluetooth headset and turned to her. “Where are you going?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs she squeezed toothpaste onto her brush, Carrie answered, “To the hospital. And can you call room service for
a fresh set of clothes?”
Kristopher set his computer aside, stood up, and made his way to the bathroom door. He leaned against the
frame, his gaze fixed on her as he asked, “Who's in the hospital?”
Carrie quickly spit out the water, wiping her mouth as she stepped out of the bathroom. “Daxton. He was injured
while helping someone. I'm going to take care of his medical bills.”
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Kristopher raised an eyebrow, skepticism written all over his face. “Helping someone?” he repeated, a slight
smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “He’s got family, assistants, and housekeepers. Why does it fall on you?”
Just then, the doorbell rang. Carrie walked over to open it, glancing back at Kristopher. “It’s normal for him not to
want to trouble his family. | heard he’s badly hurt, so I'm going to check on him. We're friends, after all. It's
nothing major.”
The attendant cin with a few sets of clothes—both women’s and men’s. Carrie picked out a black sweatshirt
and khaki wide-leg cargo pants from the pile by the sofa, making her choice quickly.
Kristopher walked over and sank into the sofa. “So, you're really going to leavehere in the hotel while you go
off to help him?”
Carrie casually shrugged off her shirt, revealing her figure as she met his eyes. “Leave you alone? If you're not
busy, calong. | never said you couldn't come.”
Kristopher’s gaze lingered on her waist for a brief moment, his eyes following the delicate traces of their
intimacy. He quickly looked away, picked out a matching sweatshirt and cargo pants, and with a playful sigh,
said, “I suppose I'll go with you.”
Carrie changed clothes quickly, ignoring his comment but murmuring with concern, “He's so refined, yet here he
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmis, getting hurt trying to help someone. It's almost like he’s inviting trouble.”
Kristopher stopped at the bathroom door and glanced back at her. “Looks like you don’t really know him.”
By the tKristopher and Carrie arrived at the hospital, it was already early morning. As they walked into the
lobby, their eyes immediately landed on Daxton by the emergency room door. He was the only one sitting on the
bench in the dimly lit corridor, the harsh glow of the fluorescent lamps casting a cold light that made him look
even more isolated.
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