Chapter 237

Ford could not come up with an answer, and Sheena did not press further. “Never mind, let’s go. Let’s see what he’s up to.”

After casually tidying up her desk, they drove to the hospital.

In the ward, someone had wrapped themselves up like a Swiss roll, burying their head deep into the blanket.

The nurse sighed, “Mr. Freeman, you still have a fever. You’ll have trouble breathing wrapped up like that, and… can I please administer the IV for you!”

Despite the efforts of the medical staff and Owen’s persuasion, the “Swiss roll” on the hospital bed remained utterly unresponsive.

As Sheena walked in, she could not help but mock, “Oh, it seems tomorrow’s headline will be: Former CEO of the Freeman Group Commits Suicide by Suffocation as He Refused an IV Treatment.”

Owen noticed her arrival and respectfully greeted her, “Ms. Lawson.”

Sheena nodded slightly in response and approached Elijah’s bedside.

she could say anything, the “Swiss roll” suddenly grabbed her wrist. Elijah emerged from the blanket, his head

vulnerable.

someone else. From now on, he would

up and didn’t see you, and I missed you…”

Elijah’s voice had a slight nasal quality, sounding somewhat

coquettish.

and Owen in the room exchanged confused

same man who exuded hostility just ten minutes ago and looked ready to devour anyone

did he change his demeanor so

other hand, was creeped out by his words. “Did you fry your brain from the fever? Should we just toss your brain

at a loss for words. Any emotions he

like to have a private conversation with you.”

of consideration, Sheena did not refuse. She looked at the nurse and directed her

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deep, nasal–toned voice, Elijah responded,

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