Then, abruptly, his phone rang, piercing the heavy stillness of the room.


    Domenic wasn’t particrly keen on answering, but he reluctantly retrieved his phone for a nce.Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    When he spotted Lindsey’s name on the caller ID, he momentarily froze and hastily discarded the cigarette butt on the floor.


    Taking a deep breath, he hit the answer button.


    “Hello, I’m feeling better now.


    ” Lindsey’s feeble, muffled voice sounded Like it was passing through something as she inquired, “Where are you right now? I… I’lle to you.


    Today… is your birthday, right? I promised to to celebrate it with you.


    ”


    Domenic’s eyes welled up with unrestrained emotion.


    He raised his head, fighting to contain the pain in his heart.


    His voice cracked as he spoke.


    “You silly girl, you’ve already celebrated my birthday and given me such a priceless gift, remember? Right now, you need to rest properly.


    ”


    “But…”


    “Just take it easy.


    ”


    Domenic offered hisforting words tenderly, and Lindsey eventually ceased her protest.


    She sniffled and, in a choked voice, began, “I…


    I want to see you.


    Can’t you visit me? Why didn’t you visit me? Why weren’t you here when I woke up?”


    Halfway through, her voice caught in her throat, leaving Domenic at a loss for words.


    The weight of self-me and guilt pressed even heavier upon him.


    “I’m on my way now.


    Earlier, I… I went to grab some food.


    I figured you’d be hungry when you woke.


    Give me a second; I’ll be right back.


    ” Domenic snatched his coat as he spoke, then hastily headed outside.


    “Okay, I’ll… wait for you.


    ” Lindsey responded weakly and then slowly hung up.


    Her handy limp on the bed, the oxygen mask still clinging to her face.


    She was too weak even to Lift the phone now.


    A couple of minutes passed, and the ward’s door creaked open.


    Lindsey swiveled her head toward the door happily and without thinking, she eximed, “Mr.


    Walsh!”


    However, the person who walked in wasn’t Domenic; it was Sumner.


    Lindsey’s disappointment was impossible to conceal, and when she called out, Sumner’s footsteps involuntarily stalled for a brief moment.


    Nevertheless, he maintained a gentle smile as he drew closer and greeted her, “Lindsey, you’re finally awake.


    ”


    Lindsey gave a subtle nod.


    Sumner then pulled a container of hot porridge from a bag and set it on the bedside table.


    “Feeling hungry? The doctor said you should only have in porridge for now.


    When you’re better, I’ll bring you something more delicious.


    ”


    Sumner took off Lindsey’s oxygen mask, cradling a bowl of porridge.


    He blew gently on a spoonful before extending it toward her.


    His eyes drifted unintentionally to Lindsey’s phone beside her, showing the recent call history with Domenic.


    Sumner raised his gaze to meet Lindsey’s, a self-deprecating smile tugging at the corner of his Lips.