Shane recalled the shattered ashtray that lacerated her ankle. He lifted the sheets and found a nasty gash on her ankle. The bleeding was minimal but it had not healed, and the area was swollen. He picked up his phone and asked, "Avery, do you have a private doctor?"

"What about Hayden?"

"He went abroad."

"Oh yes, he's a mobile doctor. Give me your address and dress Charlotte. I'll bring someone over."

"Sorry to trouble you."

Upon hearing this, Avery was very unhappy. He replied sarcastically, "Oh, Mr. Fuller is so noble and dignified that he's apologizing over such a minor task. It's my greatest honor. Thank you, Mr. Fuller." Avery ended the call immediately.

Shane put down his phone and held Charlotte in his arms. She was only wearing a thin, provocative nightgown.

He donned loose-fitting pants on her while avoiding contact with her wound. He took off his shirt and wrapped it around her. After all, he could sleep in a robe.

Charlotte was jostled awake. "Shane."

Her voice was hoarse.

"Yes, I'm here." Shane leaned over and held her hand, worry creased his forehead. "The doctor will arrive soon."

"I'm fine." She leaned into his arms. "I'm just very cold."

Shane tightened his arms and his lips thinned. In his heart, he had hacked Christopher into tiny pieces. If it wasn't for him, his memories wouldn't be muddled leading him to smash everything in sight and consequently hurt Charlotte.

Maybe he was the one to blame.

Though he knew Heidi was dead, hearing her name still made him yearn for redemption.

If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't have died.

Shane hugged the person in his arms tightly. Was his persistence towards Charlotte a form of redemption for the past?

At least this time, he did not want to mess it up.

Half an hour later, Avery arrived with a doctor.

his shoulder.

led them

kit and frowned slightly. "How did this happen? The

saw a large wound on Charlotte's ankle. Although the

and asked, "Are you sure

pursed his lips

are so careless. Why didn't you

to stop his berating and pointed at Charlotte's wound. The

for the doctor and he finished his ministrations effortlessly. However, he was still displeased that Avery and Shane

aware of the gravity of the situation. If it wasn't for her fever, I wouldn't have thought to

looked toward Shane. Shane's face darkened as he shook his head. Not only did Charlotte not say a thing, but

bed and sighed again. "You young people think you can endure everything on your own. But the longer you delay, the worse it gets. You will end up with

worry, Shy. My friend is usually clearheaded,

You should have been more attentive at times like this." Shy lowered his hands in

Fuller,

"Thank you."

happened to Charlotte. Just know your limits.

"I'm fine."

we can visit the psychologist anytime.

Shane nodded.

past him and left

passed before she woke up in a daze. Her fever was gone, but she was very weak. She rubbed her shoulders for a long

holding food in his hand. When

in

on the bedside table and returned with a bed tray so that she could eat while lying down.

with the

good." She spooned food

a little funny. Shane took her spoon and chided in

weak," she

"I'll do it."

little

Although her hand was still weak, at least she would not

finishing and collapsed on the bed.

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