She was at a loss. Then, a clear voice came from behind her.
“Elspeth? Why are you here?”
Spencer couldn’t help but feel sad when he saw the intimate scene between the two people in front of him.
He knew it wasn’t his place to ask about them, so he could only greet them like this.
“Spencer, Callum passed out, and he has a fever!” Her eyes were filled with panic.
“Come. I’ll help!” Spencer understood immediately and helped her carry Callum into the car.
“Thank you.”
“No worries. Do you want me to bring you to the hospital?”
Spencer couldn’t express how he felt. She even thanked him for helping a man, but he was unwilling to let go of any chances to be alone with Elspeth.
The unconscious Callum didn’t count.
“You don’t have to.” She shook her head apologetically. She looked at Callum, who had passed out, and her heart ached as she was not in the mood to talk. “You must be busy. You should get going.”
This was an underground black market. Spencer probably had something to do here. She didn’t want him to accompany her and waste his time. She felt very apologetic for even troubling him in the first place.
Remembering that he had something to do, Spencer nodded, albeit a bit reluctant. “Alright, I will.”
With that, Elspeth said goodbye to him. She had wanted to send Callum to the hospital, but she saw how flushed his face was, so she took him back to the Joneson Residence instead.
Just as she was helping Callum into the house, Michael, who was about to step out, stopped her. “What are you doing?”
Although she didn’t want to interact with Michael, today was an exception. She explained, “Callum has a fever, and no one was taking care of him, so I brought him back.”
It was okay for them to be intimate outside, but now, she had even brought him home!
Michael was naturally upset about this and grumbled, “As the president of the Winthrop Group, he doesn’t even have a property in Konig? What’s the point of dating such a person?”
Elspeth didn’t want to argue with him, and Callum’s body was hanging weakly on her shoulders. She was desperate to bring him in so he could rest. Therefore, she didn’t bother arguing with Michael.
“I won’t allow him to enter the Joneson Residence!” Michael roared, seeming to be insinuating something.
“If you don’t let him in, I’ll leave with him.”
She knew Michael disapproved of Callum, so she turned around and walked out.
“Elspeth! What is the meaning of this?” Michael was trembling with anger.
He really didn’t understand why his granddaughter was being so disobedient. It was like she didn’t care about her grandfather’s feelings at all.
What did she think he was doing this for?
He just wanted Elspeth to marry an excellent man!
How was this Callum guy worthy enough for her?
Her expression became colder when she noticed Callum wincing in pain. “I’ve made it very clear. If you don’t like Callum, I’ll go back to Damoria with him.”
Michael took a deep breath and asked, “What about Frank?”
“It’s your call.”
Elspeth noticed the slight tremble in Callum’s tightly shut eyes and figured she was causing him pain by pressing down on him. She was just about to get up when he suddenly opened his eyes. There was an indescribable gentleness in his gaze.
“I heard everything.”
She looked up at him with a look of astonishment.
“I heard what you said to Old Mr. Joneson.”
Elspeth thought of what she said, and her face turned red. “I didn’t say anything. Pretend you didn’t hear anything.”
Callum laughed weakly at that. “Why are you embarrassed for speaking up about your love?”
“Oh, shut it!”
She was furious and smacked his chest softly. Suddenly, a pained expression flashed across his face.
“Callum, are you in pain?”
Elspeth sensed something was wrong, and she wanted to lift his shirt, but Callum stopped her. “I’m okay. I was messing with you. It doesn’t hurt at all.”
“You’re lying.”
Suspicion rose within her, and she lifted his shirt only to see a bandaged wound. There was blood seeping through the bandage.
Callum watched as the suspicion in her eyes faded into a pained look. He pulled his shirt down quickly to cover it. “It’s okay. It’s just a small injury. I’ll be fine.”
Elspeth didn’t listen to his dismissive words. With a hint of anger in her tone, she inquired, “What’s going on? Tell me the truth.”
Seeing that he remained silent after a while, she raised her voice impatiently as she asked, “Callum, are you going to tell me or not?!”
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