Shane put the photo aside and wondered aloud, “I wonder what’s so valuable in her bag to be worth snatching.”
“That I’ve no idea,” Silas answered while shaking his head.
Shane went quiet at his words.
After a while, he massaged the bridge of his nose tiredly and instructed, “Tell Mrs. Wilson to prepare a new set of clothes and send them here.”
“Alright,” Silas replied and left.
That night, Shane had spent the whole night in Natalie’s ward and only left the next morning when a call came in.
Shortly after he left, Natalie slowly regained consciousness.
Mrs. Wilson immediately came over and called out to her, “Ms. Natalie!”
“Mrs. Wilson?” Natalie blinked her eyes in confusion. “Why are you here?” She tried to sit up as she spoke.
“It’s Mr. Shane who asked me to take care of you,” Mrs. Wilson said while passing her a cup of water.
“Mr. Shane?” Natalie took the cup from her and looked around the room. “Where’s he now?”
“He has left a while ago.”
“Oh.” Natalie couldn’t hide the disappointment in her eyes as she sipped on her water.
Mrs. Wilson took out an insulated food container and said, “You must be hungry by now, Ms. Natalie. I’ve made some mushroom soup for you. Please drink it.”
“Thanks, Mrs. Wilson.” Natalie nodded in gratitude.
She was indeed feeling hungry now.
Mrs. Wilson looked on smilingly while watching her drink, which made Natalie feel very embarrassed and she slowed down her drinking speed.
“Is there something on my face, Mrs. Wilson?”
“Oh, no. I’m just feeling very happy. Mr. Shane has never been so caring towards a woman in his life,” Mrs. Wilson replied.
Natalie frowned instead. “Huh? I thought the woman he cared the most is Ms. Graham?”
“She?” Mrs. Wilson blinked in surprise before shaking her head. She looked rather tongue-tied instead.
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