Even at that time, she was still worried about him, and not about herself.
A wise man once said that critical moments would reveal the deepest of hearts.
Last time, Chandler threw a chair at him. She thought he was in danger and rushed over to protect him. If he hadn't dodge in time, the chair would have hit her.
If that happened, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Now, Maddox felt horrible.
But, what about herself? What was she thinking when she threw herself at him, regardless of her own safety?
Thinking of this, Maddox shifted his gaze and stared at her.
Perhaps, she was different from what he had imagined.
The ward was quiet except for their breathing and heartbeats. Maddox closed the magazine and put it back into his bag gently. Then, he rolled the wheelchair towards the sleeping woman, Kimberly.
Kimberly had pronounced facial features, and her face was also a classic oval face. However, she was not one who paid attention in dressing up nicely, hence her clothes always made her appear rustic. When she first came to the Yardley family, she was quite beautiful in the wedding dress. Later, as soon as she put on her own clothes, she began to look old and lacking youthful vigor.
She was a young woman, but she didn't know how to dress herself up.
It was impossible for such a woman to seduce him.
However... Maddox and she had...
Maddox's heart melted when he thought of how she had stooped and begged at him over and over again last night. He could not help reaching out and brushing her hair from her forehead.
*
Sylvia received news from somewhere that something had happened to Kimberly. She immediately rushed to the hospital.
When she reached the hospital, she saw Maddox sitting in front of Kimberly's bed, his hand on her face. She looked through the glass door for a long time, but she couldn't comprehend what was going on.
What was going on?
Maddox treated her...
"Miss Hanover?" Seeing Sylvia in a daze, Sam asked in confusion.
Sylvia came to herself and responded with a smile, "Hello, I heard that something happened to Kimberly, so I came to see her."
Sam looked back into the ward, which was shrouded in pin-drop silence. He said in a low voice, "Miss Hanover, I know you're worried about Assistant Shell, but she's alright now. She's resting. You might disturb her if you go in now."
Hearing this, Sylvia looked disappointed, but after a while, she nodded and said, "Well, since she's fine, I'm relieved. By the way, can you inform me when she wakes up? Or, can I wait here for her to wake up?"
"This..." Sam was a little hesitant. He knew that Kimberly and Sylvia were close. He thought about it and nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I'll go in and wait," Sylvia said.
After that, she pushed the door open and went in without waiting for Sam's reply.
Sam called, "Miss Hanover."
"Shh!" Sylvia gestured for him to keep quiet.
"I'll wait inside. Don't worry, I won't make any noise," Sylvia said.
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