Chapter 505

Sylvia's cheeks flushed even redder as she shot him a glare. "Who... who are you, really?"

"Lester. We've met before, remember? That blind date."

"I went on a blind date with you?" Sylvia looked genuinely surprised.

"Well, there was a bit of a misunderstanding, but that's close enough." Lester grinned, then changed the subject. "Your mom went to see the doctor. She brought you some clam chowder—said you should eat as soon as you woke up."

"Okay."

Sylvia glanced at the thermos on her bedside table. As she reached for it, pain shot through her side where she was bandaged.

"Ow..." She winced, instinctively curling away from the pain.

"Hey, don't move." Lester steadied her with a gentle hand. "Let me help."

"Thanks."

Leaning back on her pillow, Sylvia watched him carefully as he poured the creamy chowder into a bowl. He stirred it to cool it off, then scooped up a spoonful from the top and brought it to her lips.

She hesitated, a little embarrassed. "I can do it myself."

Lester glanced at her bandaged arm. "You're the patient. No need to play tough."

"...Alright."

mouth for the soup. As she ate, she couldn't help but

moment later, she reached out for the

"Thank you."

what?" Lester replied

said, leaving it at

grinned. "How about you take me

smiled shyly and nodded.

and focused on her chowder, hiding

...

to his hospital room, he nearly collided with Reese Sanford, who'd

you tell me you were sick?" Reese scolded,

was a gunshot wound, but Chris had

a little unsteady from rushing to find him, her face full of concern. His expression was calm

worry you," he said

threw her arms around him. hugging

you

like

Please, just

up at him, searching his face

swallowed hard, as if pushing

to eat-come, let's go inside and you

looped her arm through his

she'd prepared, was a

recognized the

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