"Brother Asher, why are you losing your temper with us?" Irene's eyes showed a hint of grievance, "I don't know where Sister Sophie got the information from, why are you blindly judging?"
"Miss Morton!" Robert saw Irene talking back to Asher Land and immediately stepped in to stop her.
"Get out, all of you!" Asher Land was in a terrible mood; the thought of her possibly seeing him in such a bedridden state made him inexplicably uncomfortable.
Sophie Smith hesitated for a moment but still pushed the door open and entered.
Inside the ward, everyone's gaze fell in her direction. She froze at the door for a while, unable to move.
Asher Land's face looked even more strained upon seeing her.
"Are you... feeling better?" She spoke softly, her tone somewhat hesitant, as she clutched her small hands, not daring to meet his eyes.
Even if he had been brimming with anger a moment ago, upon seeing her, he found himself with no outlet for his temper.
