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.

they were filled with shards of glass and took hours

bed, pale, thinking of the phone call Charles had made outside,

a few hours, and Charles had already called his assistant, Aiden, to go to

open, making Dahlia instantly look pitiful. Charles walked out

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rang just as he finished speaking.

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

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

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