Logan Shaw looked deeply at Evelyn Morgan one last time, a mocking smirk tugging at his lips.
He mocked himself for being so pathetic, always being someone who loved without reciprocation.
Taking out the coin Evelyn had given him from his pocket, he held it tightly in his hand, unwilling to let go even though it hurt.
Finally, he found no more air to breathe in this place, turned around, and fled in haste.
The nurse wheeled Caden Lockwood out, still unconscious from the anesthesia.
Evelyn immediately approached, grasping Caden's hand and feeling the men's wedding ring; she laughed and cried, thinking she must really be crazy.
But, as long as he's fine!
His complexion was terrible, his handsome face lifeless, the white sheets covering him concealed the hostility that clung to him, making people ache with sympathy.
"When you wake up, I'll make you lots of nourishing food, make you healthy and chubby, so your wounds can heal quickly!" Evelyn said softly.
