Camila pushed open the hospital room door and walked in. She saw Drew lying on the bed, his face pale, with his right leg in a cast. Seeing Camila and Connor enter, York's face showed a flicker of embarrassment.

"Sis, bro... how did you..."

Camila walked over and gently sat on the edge of the bed. "York, why did you lie to us?"

Drew lowered his head, tears welling up in his eyes. "I didn't want you to worry. I'm okay, really. I'll look for a job once my leg heals." "How's your leg?" Camila asked. "Do Mom and Dad know?"

Drew nodded.

"They're not coming to take care of you?" Camila was surprised, considering Drew was their only son.

Drew's expression darkened. "They know, but... we had a falling out. They act like I don't exist anymore..."

He didn't want to dwell on it. He lifted his head, eyes slightly reddened, and managed a small smile.

"Sis, don't worry, it's not serious. Just a minor fracture. The doctor said it'll heal quickly."

At that moment, a young girl walked into the room carrying a basin of water. She looked quite young and had a delicate face.

are you feeling?" The girl asked softly as she approached the

face for a moment before

Tiffany." Tiffany introduced herself with a smile, her voice gentle and

sister,

meet you," Tiffany said softly, tilting

understanding the subtle relationship

out for a moment," Connor

"Have you been taking care of York all this time?"

nodded slightly, her gaze resting on Drew's face briefly before returning to

course, I had

your efforts," Camila expressed her

sincerely cared for him during his lowest moments was undoubtedly a rare stroke

chatted in the room for

long, Connor returned and spoke to Drew, "York, don't worry about work. You're in

Connor, a flicker of gratitude in his eyes. "Bro, thank

were leaving, Connor handed Drew a

"Get well soon."

looked at the envelope,

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