The coldest time of day was during the darkest time before dawn.
Serena and Hugh hurried downstairs, and she was jolted by the sharp chill of the wind. She gritted her teeth, enduring the cold as she made her way to the parking lot.
She felt a weight settle on her shoulders.
Hugh's coat had fallen over her shoulders. His hair was disheveled from the wind, but his gaze remained intense as he watched her.
"Don't catch a cold."
"Thank you," Serena responded absentmindedly, glancing at the few steps leading to the car. Without thinking, she pulled the oversized coat tighter around her shoulders.
Both Cole and Hugh were from the Larson family. But Hugh treated her, his engagement partner, with such care, while Cole remained so indifferent. It truly was frustrating to compare people.
As soon as they got in the car, Eric called.
"Hugh, bring that ungrateful son of mine from the Larson residence! No amount of kneeling in the family chapel will make up for how he made Grandpa sick like this. He should kneel in front of him!"
"Alright." Hugh's face remained grim, but he didn't change direction. He kept heading to the hospital.
Serena, confused, asked, "Why not go straight to the Larson residence?"
"The Larson residence is too far and cold. I'll take you to the hospital to stay with Grandpa, and you can help check on him. I'll handle the family matters; you just need to show up."
Hugh sped up, heading straight for the hospital.
"Okay." Serena nodded in agreement.
The streetlights flashed by as the car sped through the night, casting dappled light on Hugh's cold expression.
Serena felt warmth stir in her heart. He was going out of his way just to make sure she didn't catch a cold. As her ally, he was more considerate than any friend.
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