The hospital corridor was eerily cold under the pale glow of the fluorescent lights. Adam Anderson strode forward, with Emmett Jamison following behind him.
They stopped at the entrance to the critical care unit.
Adam looked at the words "Critical Condition" with doubt in his heart: Just been away for a few days, and Isabella Scott ended up in critical care?
He pushed the door open and entered.
What he saw was a body lying on the hospital bed, the skin pale and swollen, with a face covered in scars.
He couldn't help but question if this was really Isabella Scott.
Frowning, he rubbed his chin and scrutinized the person on the bed.
"Isabella Scott?" he attempted to call her name.
The person on the bed slowly opened her eyes.
In a hoarse voice, Isabella said, "Adam..."
"Wait! Don't call me that." Adam Anderson took a step back, full of disdain: "Isabella Scott, the way you look right now is truly disgusting."
