The room fell into silence.
Right, they almost died.
After an unknown amount of time, the person outside knocked on the door again and came in.
Clayton regained his gentle and graceful look. "May I come in?"
Nicole smiled and nodded.
Yvette tactfully gave up her seat and even winked at Nicole.
All this was seen by Clayton.
It was clear that his eyes were overflowing with joy.
Nicole looked away and held her forehead.
She really wanted to pretend that she did not know Yvette.
Julie was also exasperated. What kind of person was this?
Ian coughed. "It’s almost time. I'll go out for a walk and tell the others that I'm safe!”
Julie also followed.
Yvette wanted to stay, but she did not want to be the third wheel, so she followed them out after some hesitation.
Clayton stood to the side, holding two eggs in his hand. His bony fingers hesitated for a moment before he gently knocked them on the corner of the bedside table.
His movements were gentle, beautiful, and artistic.
A pair of otherworldly hands and a still-steaming egg seemed to have a warm visual effect.
"The conditions here aren't very good, but I borrowed two eggs from the doctor next door. It’s nutritious, at least..."
Nicole blinked and thought about Yvette’s words earlier. Her heart moved slightly.
"I'm sorry."
'I shouldn't have lied to you... I shouldn’t have scared you...'
Clayton's lips curled up. His elegant and warm temperament seemed out of place with this humble room.
At that moment, his voice was soft and mellow.
"Well, I forgive you since you're injured."
Clayton peeled the broken eggshell slowly and carefully, trying to conceal his clumsy movements.
How could he bear to blame her?
She was lucky to have survived, and he was incredibly grateful that he managed to find her.
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