When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 150

Following the lead of the hospital director, Professor Franklin stepped forward to inquire about my symptoms. Without even bothering with a blood draw, he prescribed

medication on the spot and had a nurse fetch it for me to start an IV drip.

As the needle pierced my skin, I instinctively flinched, attempting to pull my hand away. Suddenly, a pair of comforting hands covered my eyes. “Don’t worry. It’s already in,” a voice assured me.

Feeling slightly more at ease, and just as I began to relax, the needle slid into my vein.

With the hands removed, I looked up helplessly at Mark. “Mark, you lied, too?”

“A white lie,” he said with a light chuckle.

After the nurse helped me onto the bed and applied a cold pack to my forehead, the hospital director and his entourage left the room. The cold pack brought instant relief, cooling me down and making me feel much better.

Mark sat beside my bed, gesturing outside with a hesitant and cautious look. “Did I scare you just now?”

“Huh?” I was momentarily puzzled and realized he was referring to when he had snapped at Margaret. I shook my head. “Not scared, just a bit surprised.”

smiled. “Surprised that I could

it over. “Not exactly. It’s just that I’m used to seeing you so calm. But we’re not puppets. It’s normal

eyes sparkling as a small smile played on his lips. “I used to

protect that

and smiled. “Yeah, now I am. But that girl protected me when we were kids, always so bright and a bit of a spoiled princess. Initially, the person I

to bully her?” I blurted out

of sadness in his smile. “She should have been,”

“What?” I asked.

And I couldn’t catch his words

urgent voice broke the

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next moment, she burst

asked, “How did

condition thoroughly, Christine eased up and explained, “Stevent told me. He gave me the

was behind that. Mark accompanied me to the hospital, and Bryant

dealings with Margaret were always on his terms, never needing to explain himself to me. That

Mark took a work call, he

to chat. Instead, she stood at the door with her hands on her hips, fiercely cursing Margaret until she

Christine then returned, tucking me in. “Get some rest. I’ll keep an eye on the