"Syd..."
Sydney Sawyer instinctively answered. But as she turned to look at him, a warm kiss landed on her lips.
Sitting in the car was always a bit awkward. Besides, with cars and people passing by outside, even though the windows were tinted, Sydney Sawyer's heart was still pounding so fast it felt like it would leap out of her throat.
When she got out of the car, her face was still flushed.
It wasn't until Sebastian Lockwood arrived at the hospital that he learned from Donovan Sheridan that Old Mrs. Huxley was a patient there.
"Last night must have been quite a show! What a shame I missed it!" Donovan Sheridan couldn't help but sigh in frustration and beat his chest, lamenting his absence.
"Being a spectator comes with risks," Sebastian Lockwood stated flatly.
"What risk could there be in watching yesterday's drama?"
"Yancy's been grounded by his family."
Donovan Sheridan frowned. "What did that kid do last night?"
"Got into a brawl."
"..."
