The hospital room was dead silent.
Julian Griffin's mind was in turmoil. The pain in his wrist and body grated on his nerves, and he fought to keep his teeth from chattering. "Mr. Thorne, I… I didn't know this was your room!"
"If I had known, I wouldn't have dared to do something like this, not even if I were a hundred times bolder."
"Besides…"
"I… I like women!"
'Even if he did like men, he would never dare to have designs on Silas Thorne. He was dumb, but not a complete idiot!'
"So, who were you after in the first place?" Silas Thorne cut straight to the chase.
Julian Griffin hemmed and hawed, not daring to speak.
"Was it Joyce?" Since he wouldn't say it, Silas Thorne said it for him.
"During my hospital stay, no other woman has visited besides her. So, not only did you ignore what I told you last time, you actually doubled down and tried to ruin her?"
"Julian Griffin, you've really got some nerve."
