"You're still mad?"
"If you get carsick, you should drive. You don't get sick when you're behind the wheel," Silas said.
Then he turned to Yvaine. "Baby, get in."
"Hurry up. If we're any later, Mr. Lowell might be fully recovered and discharged by the time we arrive."
Yvaine shot him a look. He definitely knew how to be passive-aggressive.
She opened the car door and slid into the passenger seat.
Tabitha bit her lower lip, thoroughly frustrated.
But she still opened the back door and climbed in.
Neither Silas nor Yvaine paid her any attention.
Silas drove them toward the hospital.
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Zachary was half-lying in his hospital bed, looking absolutely awful.
Aside from Ryan, Cyrus, and Ian, Mona was there too.
She had come to give a work report.
When she finished, Ryan smiled and asked, "You haven't eaten yet, have you, Mona? Come join us."
Mona was familiar enough with them to not stand on ceremony, so she walked over and started eating.
Zachary glared at the group.
Eat, eat, eat.
Why didn't they choke on it?
He was in this miserable state, and they still had an appetite?
While they were eating, someone knocked.
Sarah arrived.
Carrying a few gift bags, she pushed open the door to the room.
Zachary's expression softened a fraction when he saw her. If Sarah was here, Yvaine had to be right behind her.
But to his shock, Sarah walked in alone.
And closed the door behind her.
Zachary was speechless.
Yvaine didn't come?
"Mr. Lowell, Ms. Sterling asked me to come check on you. Are you alright?" Sarah asked with a polite smile.
"Are you blind?" Zachary snapped. "Can't you see? Would I be in the hospital if I were alright?"
Sarah froze.


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