Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

On her way back to the ward, Selena was bothered by the question. She had been standing by the door for a while when Pierre called out to her. "Selena, come in here!" It wasn't until then that she entered the ward.

"How dare you leave me alone here? Are you planning on ignoring me?" As could be seen, anyone would get a little jumpy and emotional when they were sick or injured; even someone as tough as Pierre Fowler was no exception.

"That's not it. Didn't you tell me to ask the nurse how many more IV drips you need to go through? She told me you only have two more to go." As she spoke, that particular question was still bothering her. "There's only a twenty meter distance from here to the nurse station, so what took you so long? You were also loitering at the door for such a long time! Did you assume I couldn't see you?" "Alright, alright. It's my fault." Selena quickly consoled him. "Don't get all worked up. It's not good for your injury." While she recalled the question, a blush crept onto her face. On the other hand, Pierre was amused while examining her. Noticing his stare, she blushed even more intensely. "W-Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Why is your face beet-red? Why are you blushing even though I wasn't even flirting with you?" Nothing escaped his notice.

"W-Well..." Selena still wasn't sure how to phrase her question. "It's just hot in here."

"Hot? How could that be? Was some other man flirting with you out there?" Out of nowhere, Pierre was getting hostile. "How dare he flirt with my woman? Does he want to die?"

"Just stay put! Pierre, there isn't a single man in here! We're alone in the ward, and the

might be

me? A woman! I'm not

questioned, "Is it true that

a company! I am unapproachable, so who else except for you would dare

out on something. "That's not necessarily the case. What if someone wants to

head? Why are you getting so long-winded all of

"Selena, I am injured!"

the fight out of her, so she quickly composed herself. “I know I am in the wrong. Everything was my fault. Happy?" Glancing at her out of the corner of his eye, he ordered, "I want some

meekly. If it wasn't for the fact that he took that stab for her, she would've been gone by now. Who the hell cares