The nurse poured her a cup of honey water and handed it over.
Skye Lawrence had just taken it and sipped a little.
She heard the nurse shout in a sickly sweet voice, "Mr. Hayes, you're back."
Skye Lawrence suddenly felt nauseous and didn't want to drink the water anymore.
She placed the cup on the bedside table, unfazed by the nurse's sweet smile, "Get out."
The nurse glanced back at her resentfully but didn't dare defy her order. Despite her reluctance, she left, glancing back with every few steps...
The blond, blue-eyed man rarely saw her dislike so obviously on her face. With sly, enigmatic eyes, he looked at her and said with a half-smile, "Don't tell me you're jealous?"
Skye Lawrence squinted at him in displeasure, as if disdainful of answering such a shallow question. She extended her hand towards him, "My phone, give it back to me."
Oscar raised an eyebrow.
