As they spoke, she was about to unbuckle her seatbelt and get out of the car.

Charles' large hand pressed down on hers, simultaneously closing the car door that had been opened. He stared at her with a chilling gaze. "If you're so eager to apologize, then we're gonna do it properly."

Charles settled back into his seat and buckled up. He made a U-turn and headed towards Central Hospital.

...

Evelyn followed Charles to the hospital's finest ward.

As they reached the door, it swung open from the inside. A doctor emerged from within.

Evelyn recognized him as one of the country's leading neurologists.

Evelyn stood behind Charles, her gaze icy cold.

Charlie was Charles' daughter, but she was gravely ill and confined to a standard ward. Dahlia had only suffered a scalding from hot coffee, yet Charles, not satisfied with the treatment at a smaller hospital, had her transferred here, arranging for her to stay in the best ward and even securing the top neurologist for her.

The difference in treatment for those dear to Charles' heart was stark.

demeanor. "Mr. Jenkins, rest assured, Ms. Dahlia's

"Hmm." Charles responded indifferently.

The doctor left.

door open

the ward, Sena immediately started defending Dahlia upon seeing Charles, "Charles, where have you been? How could you

family home from a young age,

finished speaking, she noticed Evelyn

Evelyn with gleeful malice, then turned to Dahlia in bed. "Dahlia, my brother brought the main culprit here to apologize to you. I knew it. He cares so

gaze shifted to Evelyn, murky and unfathomable. She was being stubbornly defiant and did

said in a deep voice,

Charles, her voice

into Evelyn's eyes, his

his consent. She

emotionless words carried no

know you were just impulsive

cut Dahlia off. "Dahlia, you know very well how your hand got injured. I wonder how long you can keep up this

look at anyone else in

kind of attitude is that!"

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