Watching Chloe's slender and resolute figure disappearing into the distance, Damon stood frozen. Suddenly, he was slapped on the butt by the old lady. His tall body stiffened instantly.
Being a person who disliked being touched, Damon, who was twenty-eight years old, was unexpectedly spanked by an old lady.
Hannah in the back couldn't help but giggle softly.
"Get a move on! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" The old lady obviously didn't care about his reaction and nagged him again.
Damon raised his slender fingers and rubbed his temple, looking helpless. “Alright, grandma.”
When Chloe walked into the hospital room alone, Lance was already in there.
He was standing by the window, back facing the door, dressed in a high-end gray uniform.
But now without a jacket, he only had a white shirt left. His refreshing and sunny image reminded Chloe of their university days, and the gentlemanly man in a white shirt.
Sadly, time changed everything, and that young man was no longer the boy he used to be.
Chloe didn't look at him, but walked straight to the bed and sat down.
Feeling someone coming into the room, Lance turned around, "Where have you been?"
Chloe didn't answer, just sat by the bed.
Lance continued, “I was too rushed just now and pushed you, I'm sorry."
His voice was gentle, as if his cold attitude towards her just now was only a dream.
Chloe responded, “None of this was my fault.” No matter what, she needed to defend herself.
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