With furrowed brows, Elliot pulled out his phone and dialed Wesley’s number.

A few seconds after the call was made, he heard Wesley’s exhausted voice.

“How’s Robert doing?”

“Where did you get the blood, Wesley?” Elliot walked over to a secluded corner, then raised his voice and demanded, “You should know what I’m asking about!”

Shea spent every single day with Wesley. There was a high possibility that the blood that he brought belonged to Shea.

Wesley did not want to lie, nor did he want to tell him the truth right away.

“I don’t think we have a trusting relationship, Elliot Foster,” Wesley said calmly.

“Would you trust what I say? Did you ever believe me back when I explained that there was nothing going on between Avery and me?”

“This is a separate matter entirely.”

“I’ve had a long day.” Wesley did not want to continue speaking to him.

“If you want to know if the blood was Shea’s, then you can ask her directly. I’m sure she will answer your question.”

ask her? It’s late. I don’t

late, and I need to rest, too.” Before Wesley hung up the phone, he pressured him and said, “I’m afraid the blood that I sent to the hospital

you think I want to save my son?”

Elliot said this, the words he wanted to say afterward got stuck in his throat and did not

knew that Wesley was working hard to find more sources, so he could

Wesley said, “Avery’s wound can’t handle too

“Got it.”

out.”

carry the responsibilities of a father, but he also had to prepare for the pain of losing his son at any time. On top of

anything happened to Robert, it would put a strain on his relationship

opened

and Shea

to call

was about to put his phone away and go check on Robert, his

a call from Shea,

it telepathy? She was still awake at this

Elliot answered the call.

are you still up,

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