Meanwhile, Rosalie had been staying vigil by Sebastian's bedside.

Christopher stood at the door with his hands in his pockets, staring straight at Rosalie with furrowed brows and an unreadable expression.

After pondering for a moment, he walked in. Seeing him, Rosalie turned around and greeted him.

Christopher nodded. "You've been with him for very a long time. Yvonne told me you didn't even have lunch this afternoon. It's getting late. I'll take you out for dinner."

"It's alright, I'm not hungry." Rosalie continued looking at Sebastian, her face etched with worry. She wanted to be by his side.

He would be so scared all alone, unable to move and talk.

"I know you want to accompany him, but not eating or drinking wouldn't help him in his state right now. Even worse, it'd only make him worry. You should take care of yourself, or Sebastian might blame us for neglecting your health when he wakes up," Christopher said.

Each time someone mentioned Sebastian waking up, Rosalie would feel a tug at her heart. She wanted to hold onto any sliver of hope, but that alone felt frightening to her.

that he would wake up, but

will happen. Sebastian is already like this. You must take

was right. Her not eating or drinking wasn't going

up and left the ward with

booked a private room. A few solemn-looking bodyguards stood right outside the private

with Christopher,

aura that belonged to a very important figure. Rosalie

in the Jacksons, and every single member blessed with striking good looks. Sebastian's mother was a beauty, and Christopher stood out with his handsome features. "Is it just us? Is

now with her brother in his current state, so she

very close to her brother. She

"They're siblings, after all."

cup of hot tea Talking about siblings, she told me a little about your story. She said Theodore Spencer is

knowing that

nodded. "Yes,

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