All Her Secrets

After the training was over, Catherine headed straight to the hospital. At the entrance of the ward, the people guarding Branden saw Catherine and voluntarily saluted her, each one more devout and respectful than the last.

Catherine still had a cold expression on her face, showing no emotions and emitting a formidable aura.

Paxton was inside the ward, and when he saw Catherine enter, he immediately saluted her with admiration in his eyes.

“Miss Swann!”

Catherine glanced at him, her icy gaze at him lingering for only a second before shifting away.

Branden had awakened. Just as Thomas had mentioned, Branden had exhausted himself physically and was too tired, so he fell asleep.

This kind of physical exhaustion was not the ordinary tiredness that was caused by running too much, which only needed some sleep.

Humans had only tapped into less than twenty percent of their physical potential, but under the influence of the experimental reagent, Branden had unlocked more than half of his potential. It was as if all his energy had been emptied, leaving him exhausted and unconscious.

Thomas only said it was excessive sleepiness because he knew how to help Branden’s body recover. But if an ordinary person were in Branden’s situation, it was highly likely that they would never wake up from being physically overused.

The reason why Branden was able to wake up so quickly was not solely due to Thomas’s treatment. The more important factor was that his physical strength was extraordinary.

When Catherine looked at Branden, he was also looking at her. However, the gaze in his eyes, perhaps because of the stern look on his face, looked somewhat weird. It didn’t resemble the joy of seeing someone after a long time but rather a sense of resentment.

Catherine frowned, not understanding what Branden meant.

Was he blaming her?

Catherine’s aura gradually became colder, her face expressionless. The atmosphere in the ward turned thick with tension, and the few people present noticed this as well.

Thomas was the first to break the awkward silence in the ward. After all, he had seen countless scenarios like this.

His condition is stable. I’ll come

and Thomas

Thomas trying to leave, Paxton

me

off and that both big shots were in a bad mood, he decided

if Catherine was injured, Branden would take care of her. If Branden got injured… Well, that was none of his business… No one would die

a few people left, the entire ward quieted down. Catherine crossed her arms and stared at Branden.

coldness, Branden, who was lying on the hospital bed, seemed somewhat

on his pale and bloodless face. Due to excessive bleeding from his injuries, his

help but approach Branden slowly, reaching out to lift his chin. Her sharp gaze swept across his handsome face. Her soft

“Angry with me?”

raise such a question. His eyes paused for a moment before he quickly came back to his senses, a faint smile

“Yes.”

leave. He should blame himself for his own suffering. What

IV drip in his hand, he reached out and grabbed Catherine’s waist, pulling her

go!” His domineering tone was unapologetically arrogant. “When you came in, the first person you looked at was

his tone was cold, there was a hint of grievance in his accusation.

appeared in Catherine’s cold eyes, so faint that if one didn’t look carefully, they wouldn’t be able

for this sudden change in Branden’s attitude was because

looked at him with a

jealous of

be angry because of that, which made her

any hesitation, a resolute expression on his face. Catherine had just glanced at Paxton earlier. If the two of them had had any physical contact,

as Branden thought of this scene, he couldn’t help but want to teach all those audacious and presumptuous

“Achoo!”

times, tears flying out of his

when he suddenly started sneezing.

glanced at Branden on the hospital bed

“Let go of me!”