Meanwhile, over at the hospital, Lydia had already woken up.

She had taken a strong blow to the head, resulting in a moderate concussion. Her wounds had been treated and stitched up. Grace pushed the door open and entered the ward. She asked with concern, "Lydia, how are you feeling? Are you okay?"

Lydia pursed her lips. She apologized, "Gracie, I'm sorry for causing trouble for you."

Grace had always disliked how formal Lydia was and the distance she created between them.

She walked up and took Lydia's hand. "Can you stop being so formal with me?"

Lydia's expression changed. She lowered her eyes slightly.

She knew Grace had always treated her sincerely, like they were sisters. She felt the same way, but her background and upbringing had always been her weak points.

The difference between her and Grace was substantial.

"Gracie, how is he?"

referred to Caleb. For so many years, there

explained, "Don't worry. Caleb's totally fine. But if you're worried about him, why don't you let him in? Do you know that he's

her grip on the blanket. She hesitated for a moment, then shook her head gently. "I'm

was, Grace had no choice

later to take care of you. Rest well for now.

Have you

don't need to worry about this

tightly,

being so

soon as she closed the

she? Can

bed, then glanced

Caleb

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