I was standing at the doorway of the hospital room, feeling that something about Rachel was off, more than usual.

Clyde's sudden fainting spell was bizarre enough, but why would she, if she truly cared for him, prevent him from getting checked out?

After Warren spoke, Rachel seemed to freeze for a moment, then quickly masked it with a smile.

"I'm not stopping him, just worried. Since a check-up is necessary, let's go ahead," she said.

"But I hope it's not always about drawing blood; it's not good for the body."

She seemed all concerned for Clyde's well-being, and even Warren nodded in agreement.

But I caught a glimpse of worry in Rachel's eyes.

Then she saw me and quickly put on an indifferent face, edging closer to Clyde.

I couldn't quite figure out why she was anxious, but my mind started racing with possibilities.

Clyde didn't seem happy to see me. Spotting me at the door, his expression darkened.

"We're on the brink of divorce; no need to pretend you care," he said coldly.

"You're not well yourself, just lost a baby, you should rest instead of laying blame on me later."

chilling to the bone. Fenton

wasn't that he couldn't be, he just deemed it beneath him to verbally lash

act on it, like how he

gazes, I left

I had become mentally, able to endure even when it felt like

was frowning over Clyde's

"Any issues? Poisoning?"

in closer, just in time to see him spread out

was lost amidst the

of medical school would've been in vain. He's not poisoned, all his indicators are fine, recovering well. Could it

was a clear sign

silent, not wanting to disrupt his train

fifteen minutes of silence, my

substance in perfume? Or food incompatibility, like

scenario Jade and I had seen on TV shows, only to irritate Warren

we're in some

of that

in the

tampering, but found nothing.

we can't force

psychological stress?"

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