“Understood,” Silas nodded.
Shane pinched the bridge of his nose with exhaustion.
Right at that moment, his phone rang.
Shane lowered his hand, took out his cell phone to have a look and answered the call. “What’s up?”
“Shane, Natalie is awake! Do you want to come and see her?” Jackson reported gleefully over the phone.
His frown relaxed and his face softened, even his voice warmed a little. “Sure, I’ll come over now.”
He hung up, left the hotel, and drove himself to the hospital.
As for Silas, he hailed a taxi with much effort to go back to the Thompson Group. He had to arrange for surveillance on Sean and the other two.
It took an hour to reach the hospital.
Shane pushed open the door to the ward. The two people in the room, one lying and the other sitting, immediately turned to see who had entered.
“Oh, you’re here,” greeted Jackson, lazily getting up from the chair.
With some difficulty, Natalie forced herself to get up into a sitting position and addressed him, “Mr. Shane.”
Shane nodded at her slightly and observed her.
She was still quite pale, but it was better than when she was at the residential apartment. Shane’s tense emotion relaxed a little.
“What are you still doing here?” Shane’s soft gaze moved away from Natalie. When his gaze landed on Jackson, it became one of dissatisfaction instead.
Jackson raised his brow, and adjusted his glasses with a snicker. He teased, “Fine, I’m in the way, eh? I’ll take my leave. You two, enjoy yourselves.”
He brushed his white coat to straighten it out, and left with a medical file in his hand.
Natalie and Shane were left alone in the ward.
She felt kind of awkward with Jackson’s comment asking them to enjoy themselves. On top of that, she suddenly recalled the kiss she just had with Shane. Her delicate face became as red as a tomato and she lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze.
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