After the Doctor had examined Hames, he still didn't wake up.
"Will he be fine?" I asked with furrowed eyebrows.
"He has been sedated, and he has a fever. He has to eat and rest well enough. I'll prescribe some medication for him to take."
"Okay, Doc." I sighed.
He wrote the medication down then took his leave. I accompanied him to the door and locked it.
Where the hell were the other maids and security? How could Samantha have entered this house so easily?
I returned up the stairs and to Hames, taking a seat beside him on the bed.
I combed his hair with my fingers, unable to take my gaze off him.
He looked really tired in his sleep. Well… he still looked as handsome as ever.
I felt like pulling him into a tight hug and bursting into tears because I was clearly the main rea
