Jeremy paused and lifted his gaze to Melody.
Melody had no idea what Caleb had just said, but when her eyes met Jeremy's, her fists instinctively tightened.
She and Caleb had come upstairs because she was afraid to stay alone downstairs, especially after nearly crashing into that hospital bed.
At least the office felt safer.
Jeremy's face remained impassive as he looked at her. "She came with me from the emergency room. I assumed she followed me up."
He had thought that she'd been right behind him the entire time, so he never even turned around to check. This meant that he had no idea she'd almost gotten hurt.
Melody lowered her head, neither looking at him nor trying to decipher the meaning of his words.
Her mind was quiet now. She could shut everyone out if she wanted.
The patient was a retired government official, and the higher-up had taken a special interest in his case. The meeting dragged on for hours as they deliberated the best course of treatment.
Meanwhile, Melody sat in a corner, careful not to disturb anyone. It wasn't until evening that the meeting finally wrapped up.
As everyone dispersed, she stood up to leave as well.
Caleb smiled and waved at her.
Melody was grateful to him. If he hadn't brought her up, she would've been stuck downstairs all afternoon.
Just then, a shadow loomed over her.
There, Jeremy stood before her, his sharp features tinged with an icy seriousness. His brows were furrowed as he held a stack of documents.
It was a clear sign that he was dealing with something difficult.
Melody hesitated, and her fingers hovered over her phone's keyboard.
She wanted to type something, but upon looking at his expression, she figured he probably wasn't in the mood to read it.
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