Titus Zane's fingers slowly lifted and touched Nathan Moore's tense face.
"Nathan Moore... why are you so good to me..."
A sigh sounded, and Nathan Moore's handsome brows furrowed deeply, filled with self-blame for not being able to protect his woman.
"You are my woman."
...
When Olivia Zane saw Evander Lancaster walking in with a medical kit, she was puzzled, "Evander, is someone injured at home?"
Glancing around the hall and not seeing Nathan Moore, Evander Lancaster walked over with a smile.
"Little sister Olivia, isn't it just a relapse of your chronic condition? How come you were discharged after just two days?"
"Oh, it's just the usual ailment, staying in the hospital is no different from being at home."
Facing Evander Lancaster, Olivia Zane still felt guilty about lying about her illness; some things might deceive Nathan Moore, but perhaps not someone who worked in medicine just as her mother did.
