“Since it was inhaled, what that person used on Mrs. Lawrence should involve some herbs.”
One of them added, “But what herbs could it be?”
If they could discover the herbs used to put Rosalie into a coma state, it would be easier for them to make the antidote.
Everyone soon started discussing the solution.
Chatters sounded outside the ward.
For the sake of Rosalie, Byron waited patiently for the experts to think of something.
However, their discussion resulted in nothing for the next half an hour.
Frustrated, Byron headed back into the ward.
Rosalie was still in a coma.
The ward was in deep silence.
Byron walked toward the bed, his heart filled with worry as he looked at his woman.
“Rosie, don’t be afraid. I’ll think of a way to rescue you. You will be awake soon.”
Then, he lightly kissed Rosalie’s lips as if she could feel and hear him.
Byron touched her hair when their lips parted and muttered, “Please say yes to my proposal when you wake up. We will hold a grand wedding and let the world know you are mine, okay?”
After experiencing this, he wanted Rosalie to marry him soon so that she could officially be Mrs. Lawrence.
“It’s my fault. I should have known Xander is a hypocrite. I should have warned you and told you to stay away from him instead of helping you negotiate with him again and again. If I had, you would not have become like this…”
Byron felt anger boiling in him when he recalled how many times they had quarreled because of Xander.
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