Seeing Rosalie''s silence, Theodore gripped her shoulders. "Why aren''t you saying anything? I''ve told you all my thoughts, but you''ve never told me yours! So now, tell me what do you really think?"


    "Enough!" Rosalie pushed him away, hard. "You''re really annoying! Go and take care of your Cynthia, and stop harassing me."


    She turned, and ran away.


    "Rose!" Theodore shouted. He was about to chase after her, when a weak voice suddenly came from the ward.


    "Theo, where are you...?"


    Theodore sighed; he nced at the ward, then looked in the direction Rosalie had left.


    It seemed she really didn''t want to see him.


    Forget it. He would give her some time to calm down. He was worried that if he pushed too hard, she would just run further away.


    Theodore walked into the ward, and sat by the bed. "Cindy."


    Cynthia saw a beautifulrge gift box ced not far away. "Theo, what''s that?"


    However, Theodore changed the subject. "Cindy, I have good news for you. We''ve found a matching heart."


    "What did you say?" Cynthia''s eyes lit up. "Really?"


    Theodore nodded. "Yes. If his family agrees, you can undergo surgery immediately."


    "We still need to wait for his family to agree? What if they don''t?" Cynthia said, worried.


    "I''ll make sure his family agrees no matter what," he assured. After all, the victim couldn''t be saved and would have to rely on medical equipment to live. He would be just like a zombie.


    "Theo..." ''Cynthia was ted. She was really afraid of dying, and she could feel herself getting weaker by the day.


    It seemed Yerick hadn''t lied to her. Then again, why was family consent still needed? It was strange.


    In her excitement, she momentarily forgot about finding out what was in the gift box.Material ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    In the corridor, Rosalie was on the phone with Yvonne. "Have you heard from Seb?"


    "I don''t know where he went. He isn''t answering my calls. I asked at thepany, and he wasn''t there either. I''m so worried!" Yvonne replied. Rosalie sighed. "What should we do? Could something have happened to him?"


    "Don''t worry, Rose. Seb won''t let anything happen to him. He''s a grown man; he''ll take care of himself. Maybe he just wants to cool off." "Okay. If you hear anything, please tell me right away."


    "Don''t worry, I''ll let you know immediately!"


    After ending the call, Rosalie put her phone in her pocket. Then, she heard voices from a ward she was passing by. "Have you found the patient''s family?"


    "He had no identification on him, and his face is badly injured. It''s hard to identify him. The police are still looking."


    "Even though his organs can save others, he''s really pitiful. I hope they find his family soon to confirm his identity."


    The medical staff were standing by the bed, blocking Rosalie''s view. When they came out, they saw her standing outside the ward. "Miss, can we help you?"


    "No, it''s nothing. Can I go in and see him? I heard you say his family hasn''t been found. I feel sorry for him. Can I stay with him for a while?" she asked.


    The doctor nced into the ward, and nodded.


    "Okay."


    He thought that this youngdy was really kind.


    "Thank you." Rosalie walked in, and saw the man lying in bed. His


    was badly injured, and he was


    wearing an oxygen mask, relying on machines to sustain his life.


    Poor guy! Who could have hurt him this badly? She hoped the perpetrators would be arrested


    soon. Her heart stirred with


    compassion. Seeing innocent


    people suffering made her upset.


    She leaned over, and pulled up the nket covering him. As she got closer, she noticed a ck mole on his left ear. Stunned, she suddenly thought of something.


    Rosalie carefully examined the


    man''s face. He was badly injured,


    making it hard to recognize him. She


    immediately pulled back the nket


    to check his hand, and found


    swne


    wounds on the knuckles of his right


    hand.


    Yesterday, Sebastian had injured his hand in a fight with Theodore. The wounds were an exact match.


    Rosalie was thunderstruck.


    "Seb, is it you?! I know it''s you!" she screamed.


    A nurse saw what was happening, and hurried into the room. "Miss, what are you doing?"


    Rosalie was extremely agitated. "Seb, wake up! Please wake up! How did you end up like this?"


    "Miss, do you know him?" the nurse asked.


    "Yes! His name is Sebastian Carter!"