"Silly, the soup isn't going to run away. Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Soup is best when it's hot. Don't cry. Someone who just had a blood transfusion needs to stay in good spirits."
"SOB, you big dummy." 'He's still only thinking about others.' Ashley Bowen's small, clenched fist thumped against Yuri Sinclair's chest as she was moved to a flood of tears.
'True love reveals itself in times of adversity. When you need someone's care the most, if there's still a person willing to stay by your side without leaving for a moment, isn't that true love?'
Ashley Bowen opened her mouth and drank every spoonful of soup, but her heart was heavy.
After lying in the hospital bed for a day, Ashley Bowen clamored that she wanted to take a shower and go see Mary Preston.
"Be good. You just had surgery. You'll catch a cold easily if you shower now," Yuri Sinclair rubbed Ashley Bowen's hair, coaxing her.
