Love's Tangled Web by Donna Taylor

Chapter 568

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A few days later at Bondie Private Hospital. Ellie had just arrived when she got a message from Alex asking to meet. With a few curt words, Ellie turned him down.

Just days before, in the hospital parking lot, Quinlee had shared some thoughts. Ellie was unsure how much of that Alex might have overheard.

That evening, Alex had questioned her several times, but she hadn’t admitted to hearing anything. Once Ellie got home, she quickly reported this to Mark and Jason.

At first, she thought Alex’s silence over the next few days meant the issue was forgotten. Then, unexpectedly, he reached out again today, and Ellie had a gut feeling this meeting was likely about Orion.

“Ellie, stop!” Quinlee said, pulling Ellie into an empty exam room.

“Did you tell Alex that his brother is still alive?” Quinlee asked with determination.

responded, “Did he come to see

to a basement, demanding to

we talked that day, I saw Alex behind you. He was looking for you; no one else would dare confront me like that.

said that night, and if this information gets out, it was because of you.”

stepped out of

Quinlee managed to collect herself before leaving the room as

said as she looked at the scar on Linda’s left wrist. While stitching it up, she had been very careful, but the pink scar, about an inch long, was still clearly visible. Linda pulled her hand back. “I tend to form scars; they’re not easy

a big deal,” Linda said, tugging at the sleeves of her nurse’s uniform to hide her injured

wrist.

happened at work; you shouldn’t have to pay for it,” Ellie reminded Linda. “Just try to be more careful in the future and protect yourself.” With

who sat up straight with half

whose face was not only disfigured but also blind, would surely suffer mentally. She focused on Orion’s unmarred half–face and thought that if

see you, please try not to scare them,” Linda said as she carefully adjusted the

her left wrist. Orion remained still in his wheelchair, staring blankly ahead as his rough fingers gently traced the