Order was restored on the spot.

Stella sent Clint to rest.

As she exited the room, her phone rang.

It was Cordell.

Stella’s thoughts lingered on Doreen.

She quickly answered the call, inquiring, “How is Doreen doing?”

“She passed out from low blood sugar and exhaustion.

She hasn’t come to yet,” Cordell replied.

Stella let out a relieved sigh and thanked him earnestly.

“Thank you, Cordell.

My grandpa has arrived since the wedding is tomorrow.

I’m swamped.

Could you please look after Doreen for me?”

“My pleasure,” Cordell responded softly.

After thanking him once more, Stella was about to end the call when Cordell spoke up again, sounding unsure.

“Do you know anything about Doreen’s family?”

Stella paused, surprised by the sudden question.

answered honestly, “I’m not sure of the

finished

She’s innocent and diligent…”

added, “Why do you

noticed some scars on her body that looked

might have been

Stella was taken aback.

of Doreen as cheerful and

was difficult to imagine her being

composed herself, her expression turning

letting

closer eye

this

and Doreen was concealing them well, she probably

needed to be safeguarded in such

understand,” Cordell replied before hanging

through the ward’s glass, seeing Doreen

the first time he

in her eyes, her smile radiated like a bright, energetic

emotion passed through

Cordell approached the

keep an eye on the patient in bed 302

if

threw a special party

her to a private

cheerful that day, chatting more

she grumbled about Flossie’s

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