Inside the hospital room.
"Madam," Ramsey walked in carrying a thermal lunchbox.
Seeing that Camilla was awake, he visibly relaxed, letting out a long sigh of relief.
"You're finally awake!"
"Yeah, just woke up," Camilla replied, a faint smile playing at the corners of her lips as she noticed Ramsey's relieved expression.
"You've got great timing."
She had barely opened her eyes when the food arrived.
"Timing?
Oh, you mean this?"
Ramsey glanced at the strikingly handsome man beside her, hesitated for a few seconds, then decided to be honest.
"President Luther ordered me to bring fresh meals every half hour.
Boss said if you woke up, you'd have something warm to eat right away."
Camilla turned her gaze toward the man next to her, her smile deepening.
"And what if I hadn't woken up?"
Ramsey stole a cautious look at his boss before lowering his head and muttering under his breath.
"Just take a look at my stomach and you'll understand."
