Rose regained her senses and said, "Thank you."
"I don't like hearing those two words coming from your mouth," Brandon pulled her closer, glancing at the wound on her face. "If you really want to express gratitude, show it through actions."
"Huh?" Rose was taken aback, and Brandon didn't explain further. He simply took her hand and led her outside. "I'll take you to the hospital."
"No need," she hesitated a bit. "I'm fine, and besides, it's late now. The doctors are probably off duty. Don't bother making a wasted trip."
Brandon pursed his lips but didn't say anything.
He drove her home and halfway there, he made a phone call to his personal doctor, instructing him to wait at their house.
Rose wanted to say it wasn't necessary, that she wasn't so delicate, but Brandon insisted.
Persu
