I repeatedly told myself not to care anymore, but when I heard he was in trouble, my body acted beyond control.


    It seemed like over these eight years, a conditioned reflex had formed.


    I couldn''t help it.


    As I grabbed my car keys and rushed out, trying to remain calm, I confirmed, "He''s at St. Heart, right? I''ming over."


    "Yes, VIP ward number one," replied Gary.


    On the way to the St. Heart Hospital, I managed to keep myposure, but my thoughts were in disarray.


    Although the Frost Group''s current situation wasn''t particrly good, it still stood as one of Jston''s top enterprises. Moreover, there was always the possibility of a turnaround,


    Who would dare to openly set Ryan up at a time like this?


    Despite being mentally prepared, upon arriving at the ward and seeing Ryan sitting pale-faced on the bed, staring nkly out the window while doctors changed the bandages on his arms and chest wounds and applied fresh gauze, I was still somewhat taken aback.


    In an instant, my heart was gripped by something, a sharp pain like ants gnawing at it.


    "Mr. Frost..." Gary saw me and called out.


    Ryan snapped out of his trance, about to respond to Gary, when he noticed my presence from the corner of his eye.


    I pursed my lips, feeling a tightness in my throat. "How bad is it?"


    On the stainless steel tray, the bloody bandages removed by the doctor told their own story, the wounds were deep and painful to look at.


    His eyes flickered slightly, and he said casually, "It''s nothing, just a minor injury."


    "Yeah, he''s been unconscious for a day and two nights, just woke up this morning. Mr. Frost, you shouldn''t be so vain..." Gary didn''t hold back in undermining him. Ryan''s gaze swept over, his voice cold. "Who told you to tell her?"


    "Him" Gary pointed to the cufflink he toyed with in his head, then wrongly days) before Ryan could retortContent protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


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    Ryan nodded lightly. The doctor knew he hadn''t really leteres, testing smeka helpless, and turned to me. "Mrs, Frost, Jesse HE GIS CHE of time"


    I couldn''t help feeling uneasy, unsure how to read ou


    Finally, under the doctor''s encoweging gaze, I nodded, "I pass on your site to fis assistant...


    "Alfight, then I''ll leave first


    Before I could finish my sentence, the doctor interupted and lef


    In the ward, it was just the two of us,


    I pursed my lips. "Why... didn''t you let Gary tell me?


    Wasn''t he the one apologizing just a few days ago, saying he didn''t want a divorce?


    Why now, when it was a perfect time to seek sympathy, did he choose to keep quie and instruct Gary to deceive me?


    Despite the colorful disy on Ryan''s face, his left hand wrapped in bandages hung around his neck, it did not diminish his cold and noble dementos


    "I was afraid you wouldn''te if you knew he said softly, his voice hoarse, and smiled self-deprecatingly. I would appear top piffel"


    I replied calmly, "If you put it that way, I''ve had plenty of pitiful moments too, haven''t


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    How many times had I needed him, only to find him absent?


    "Charlotte Wilson, Ryan suddenly called my full name, his voice gentle and serous, his eyes filled with tenderness and sincerity There''s still a bit of feeling left for me in your heart, right? You heard I was injured and came here. So why are you unwilling to give me a chance to make things up to you?"