In the quiet manor, a scent of disinfectant permeated the air. The doctor was preparing a nutritional drip for Tessa, while Faye stood nearby, his facial features sharp and cold as if carved by a knife, exuding a fatal intensity.
The doctor stood up and looked at Faye, saying, "She only fainted due to severe emotional shock... I've administered glucose. Would you like me to give her something to help her sleep? She's not resting well."
"No need!" Such things aren't good for the body. He guessed she was worried about Nora Harrow, so he asked the doctor, "How is the other patient doing?"
"There was some bleeding, suggesting a threatened miscarriage. If she wants to keep the baby, she must be very careful from now on."
As the doctor's voice faded, Tessa's sleeping expression visibly relaxed a little.
