Aveline smiled slightly and asked, "Mr. Cooper, you're not from Cloudflare City, are you?"

Gernard looked at her in surprise. "How did you know?"

"You don't quite have the local accent," Aveline replied.

Gernard nodded. "You're right. I'm from Larbor City, here on business."

He studied her face for a moment, then suddenly added, "Just so you know, I'm not trying to flirt, but Miss Young, every time I see you, I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity." Aveline chuckled softly. "Do I remind you of a long-lost sister?"

Gernard paused, genuinely considering the possibility.

Aveline continued, "Mr. Gernard, if you have other matters to attend to, please don't let me keep you. Now that I'm awake, I'll be fine."

Gernard couldn't come up with an answer because his long-lost sister had already been found.

"Alright, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me." Gernard nodded, leaving his card before standing up to leave.

The room returned to its quiet state.

Aveline closed her eyes, but the pain in her body was too overwhelming to let her relax.

As her mind began to wander, the door opened again.

Thinking Selena had returned, she said, "You're back so quickly?"

But there was no response.

Puzzled, she opened her eyes and saw Lucas standing by her bedside.

Her brows immediately furrowed.

her eyes again,

He pulled a chair over and sat down, remaining

atmosphere in the

didn't know how he

a coma, he was stunned, rushing to the hospital only to find

for those three days, constantly whispering in

the company briefly, and the moment he left, she

if she had done it on

face, he found himself unable to say a

the surveillance footage of

in thought, and a car had hit

the blame for

the fact that they hadn't divorced really that

he realized he couldn't bring

knew the answer would

found Lucas sitting by the bed like a statue,

lips. He

the Prete

past few

she tried,

rid of

thrown her out of the room

was

time

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