Mr. Brooks?

Evelyn rose to answer the door and collect her delivery.

Surprisingly, the food that was delivered was exactly to her taste. A wave of warmth crossed Evelyn's otherwise cold heart.

She took out her phone, intending to thank Brooks. However, upon unlocking her phone, she remembered they hadn't exchanged numbers. As she was about to put her phone down, she noticed the note on the delivery order. At the bottom was a phone number with a message: [Call me anytime if you need anything.]

Evelyn didn't make the call. Instead, she texted him: [Mr. Brooks, I received the delivery. Thank you.]

Brooks replied succinctly: [No problem.]

Evelyn didn't want to impose further, so she put down her phone and started on her delivery.

Downstairs, Brooks sat in his car, saving the number.

...

At the Hospital, Dahlia was dressed warmly. Only her legs were exposed, showing several cuts.

were not life-threatening, they were filled with

bed, pale, thinking of the phone call Charles had made outside, her hands clenched beneath

look pitiful. Charles walked out after putting Sandy to

teary eyes. "Charles, it's just a small injury. I'm fine.

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I called the police." Charles' tone softened considerably

rang just as he finished speaking. It

immediately went to the balcony to answer, asking in a deep voice, "Has she calmed down?

station entrance, having just explained Charlie's intention not to press

they were a step

has already been bailed out by Mr.

expression darken. A storm was brewing in his

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