"That's a relief." Reassured, Hunter patted his chest and asked again, "Who is the hitter?"
"I've no idea. It's under investigation, and I think we'll hear the results tomorrow," Sydney replied.
Hunter sighed regretfully and said, "So it is.
I was considering assisting you."
"It's okay. You can take Davey back.
Staying in the hospital with me, he hasn't eaten or rested properly for days. It's detrimental to children. Take him back for a rest," Sydney said.
Hunter could tell her implication for him to go. With frustration, he nodded and said," Well then, I'll come again tomorrow. Davey, say goodbye... to Sydney."
"Bye, Sydney!" Davey waved at her.
Unable to see, Sydney waved back nevertheless.
Hunter picked up Davey and went off.
Sydney was left alone in the ward. The sudden quietness was eerie, and her blind state amplified her fear.
She couldn't tell who would be the next one to come in or whether it was a good or bad person.
If Brandon broke in now, she would be found defenseless.
"Is there anyone there?" Sydney shouted, trying to bring herself to notice.
Just now when Hunter arrived, the caregiver left. No one knew where she went. She still hadn't come back.
With the caregiver keeping her company, she would be less upset. At the very least, she would know who came to visit her.
"Candice, Candice?" Sydney grabbed the blanket and called out.
Just then, a deep, familiar voice rang out." What's wrong?"
Julien!
Sydney’s eyes were wide open. Her fear was cast out at once.
She shook her head in relief. "I'm okay. I was just a little scared to be alone and blind. I tried to call Candice back, but she was not there. Fortunately, you came."
At that moment, she admitted her dependence on him.
After all, he was an acquaintance, and she no longer had to face the vast darkness alone.
Sydney was surprised at first, and then joy rose from the bottom of his heart. Even the reopened wound on his back felt less painful.
He strode over and stopped in front of the bed. "Fear not, I'll be here with you."
Sydney opened her mouth, trying to tell him that he was free to go when Candice came back.
However, that would make her ungrateful, so she swallowed back the words at the tip of her tongue.
Julien pulled over a chair and sat down." How was it? Did she tell you anything?"
Sydney knew that he was referring to Jane. Her eyes slightly narrowed, and she replied, "Yeah, it’s shocking. Jane is just a scapegoat. The real attacker is still out there."
"What?" Julien's face fell, "A scapegoat?"
"Yes, Jane's son has leukemia, and she needed a big sum of money. The real criminal would treat her son as long as Jane promised to take the rap for her and not sell her out." Sydney sighed and shook her head.
Julien's thin lips pursed into a cold line. " Who is the real attacker?"
"I've no clue. Jane doesn't know either. She can only describe the person's looks. Luke will send over an artist tomorrow, and the latter will create an image," Sydney replied.
Julien's eyes dimmed. Just as he was about to say something, the phone rang.
It was Sydney's phone.
He turned to look at the head of the bed and saw Luke's name flashing on the screen. His face clouded over in an instant.
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