Taylor opened the hospital room door with a sullen expression. A smiling, unfamiliar nurse stood outside, holding a tray.

"Hello, Mr. Iverson. It's time for your medication. Delaying it could affect your condition," she said.

"You're not the regular nurse on duty," Taylor remarked warily, scrutinizing her.

"I was just transferred here yesterday. My name is Cece. The previous nurse was in a car accident, and we're short-staffed." Cece explained. "Rest assured, I've signed a confidentiality agreement. I won't reveal anything I'm not supposed to."

"Come in," Taylor responded coldly, stepping aside to let her through.

The nurse entered and placed the tray on the bedside table. Just as she was about to touch Christopher, he spoke in a firm voice. "You're not needed here. My secretary can handle the injection. Leave."

nurse hesitated at first, then obediently

Christopher could no longer hold himself together. He wrapped his trembling arms together while

to bear Christopher's suffering, reluctantly administered the medication despite knowing it was akin to

between helplessness and frustration. He found it increasingly difficult to discern whether the mysterious benefactor had truly elevated Mr. Iverson or

background of that new nurse," Christopher ordered, his gaze lingered on the used syringe

I'll handle it right away." He understood the unspoken

been verified, it's fine, and Cece's

eyes, his mind replaying the

felt as though he was being enveloped in the tender embrace of his beloved Bella. That she was right by his side, caring for

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