Silas Lockwood was hospitalized at Meritopia University Hospital.
After Isabelle hung up the phone, she rushed to the hospital.
She spent the entire way trying to mentally prepare herself, rehearsing and revising words of comfort in her mind countless times, but she still hesitated at the door to his room.
However, when she pushed open the door, the scene before her wasn't the tragic, melodramatic one of life-and-death sorrow she had been imagining.
Ivan Fulton was chatting with Silas Lockwood.
The two of them were leaning against the window. One was in a white lab coat, the other in a blue-and-white striped hospital gown. Ivan must have said something funny, because Silas was grinning from ear to ear.
Isabelle's tense nerves relaxed a little.
'Silas can still smile. It must not be an irreversible situation yet.'
"Well, look who it is, Isabelle."
Ivan was the first to see Isabelle. After he called out, Silas turned to look as well.
