From the man’s travel-worn appearance and anxious gaze, Liam instantly deduced that this must be the "Mr. Nichols" Julissa had mentioned.
No wonder she was drawn to him—this man was indeed exceptional.
For someone as proud and competitive as Liam, it was a rare moment of defeat. An unspoken sense of inadequacy surfaced within him.
“Anna, is that you?” A weak voice came from inside the hospital room.
Scott’s brows furrowed.
Was this really the same lively, chatterbox Julissa? She looked so fragile—she must have suffered quite a bit.
He set down his suitcase, which still bore the airline’s baggage tag, and gave Liam a slight nod before striding inside.
Approaching the hospital bed, he took in her pale complexion, and his brows furrowed even deeper.
He rubbed his palms together to war
