Just then.

There were steps approaching the room from a distance.

Next, they heard Jason Doyle's voice as he asked formally, "Miss Rayne, may I know if the boss is here?"

Bianca looked toward the door, her breathing ragged.

"Dad?" That was Blanche's voice.

When he heard that Miss Bea was sick, the boy had wasted no time coming to visit her. He stood at the room door, desperate to go in, but Jason stopped him.

"Why won't you let me go in?"

"Shh..." Jason put a finger to his lips, telling his young master to stay quiet.

Jason stood two meters away, perfectly professional. He was worried that something awkward was going on inside, and as a subordinate, he did not want to see anything he should not.

"Dad?" Blanche blinked and raised his little hand to knock the door.

Just then, the door was opened from inside, and his father looked down at him with icy eyes.

Dad was so mean to visit Miss Bea without calling him along! Blanche ignored his father and used all his strength to drag a large fruit basket and a doll into the room. He then pounced into Bianca's embrace, hugging her as he asked, "I heard you fell sick, Miss Bea. Are you feeling better now?"

Bianca's expression was a little stiff. The residual heat was still on her face.

Jason received a signal from his boss and nodded, leaving the room.

Luke then turned around and looked at his son, who was getting a head rub from Bianca. He berated the boy, saying, "Stop hugging your Miss Bea like that. She needs rest."

Blanche hurriedly let go when he heard that.

"You should lie down and rest, Miss Bea..."

Exasperated, Bianca looked at the certain man who never intended to let her rest.

Luke frowned his handsome brows. There was no expression on his well-defined features, and Bianca saw him walk into the washroom, closing the door behind him. Judging by what she heard, he had turned on the ventilator inside, then there was the click of a lighter.

"Miss Bea, do you mind my dad smoking?"

Bianca shook her head.

Miss Bea?" The boy put the doll down to free up his hands. Then he touched Bianca's forehead with one hand and his own with the other, acting quite convincing. "Hmm, you do feel a

Bianca nodded. "Yeah."

him that she was here in the hospital because she had been drugged

are the

you. You're such a kind little boy." Bianca could not

two of them, Bianca realized that the father

was kind and thoughtful.

was

grew up with his father, would that

the worry on her face. The boy then looked toward the direction of the washroom; it was not hard for him to guess

The little boy frowned, trying his best

way he thinks. He's a picky eater, and he never really approved of anyone. But overall, he's still a good guy." The man smoking in the washroom frowned deeply.

the fruit basket aside and went to the minifridge in

she found that

that remained was an almost empty bottle of mineral water. When Nina had given her water before this, she had always used

clean glass and filled it with water for the boy. "Make

gulp." The boy drained the whole thing

the empty bottle,

not thirsty anymore. I can't drink even a sip more."

there was no more water, he

reassurances were quite straightforward and innocent. He thought he could fool

fully-grown woman. Of course she could

the time. It was half-past seven at

room for too long. Such frequent contact was

to the washroom door, gathering her courage to

man did

you done smoking? I want

She was trying

still no response

passed, surely he must have finished smoking, so why did he stay there and refuse to come back

swnovel

remembered what she had taken off

a long time ago, suddenly began

had showered earlier and taken off her

hollowed-out

powder or liquid, so she had no choice but to set her underwear aside after she changed out of it. She had planned to wash

she bought some

situation did not allow

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