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.”

her? It’s late. I don’t want

“I’m afraid the blood that I sent to the hospital tonight won’t be enough. We need to find more as soon as possible. Robert’s sickness can’t be dragged on any

I want to

the words he wanted to say afterward got stuck in his throat and did not escape

working hard to find more sources, so he could not lose his temper with

silence, Wesley said, “Avery’s wound

“Got it.”

out.”

hard time. Not only did he have to carry the responsibilities of a father, but he also had to prepare for the pain of losing his son at any time.

Robert, it would put a strain on his relationship

call ended, Elliot opened up his

was half-past ten, and Shea would usually be

call her tomorrow

away and go

call from

She was still awake

Elliot answered the call.

you still up,

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