Fortunately, Ethan only furrowed his brow and didn’t reach out to grab the medical report.
Eleanor felt her heart drop, half relieved, but her body still broke out in a cold sweat.
"Then hurry back, don’t forget today is a workday."
His cold tone was like sharp thorns, stabbing deep into Eleanor's heart.
In the face of her sickly state, he didn’t even utter a word of comfort.
It made her unconsciously recall how Ethan cared for Amelia.
"Alright." Eleanor gritted her teeth and forced herself to meet Ethan's icy gaze.
"Then Mr. Grant, I'll head back now."
"Mm." Ethan Grant responded indifferently, his gaze already shifting towards Amelia.
Eleanor, mentally and physically exhausted, didn’t want to clash with her half-sister at that moment, so she quickened her pace and left.
"Ethan.
