When His Eyes Opened

Chapter 213 Zoe‘s entire body went rigid as she felt her body instantly turn cold.

Cole turned to face her, then teased bashfully, “I didn‘t know you were that rough in bed, Dr. Sanford. You almost squeezed me dry...” 

Zoe finally took a good look at Cole’s face.

This was not their first meeting.

Back when she had burned her hand, Cole was the one who had driven Rosalie over to visit her.

Zoe had too much to drink the night before, and the room was lit up with nothing but a few candles, so she did not realize that this man was not Elliot! 

How could something like this happen? 

Elliot was the one who had invited her here last night! 

What was Cole doing here?!

“How are you here? Why you?!” Zoe picked up her pillow and repeatedly smacked Cole‘s face with it. 

Cole covered his head and cried, “Dr. Sanford! Don‘t hit me! I don‘t know what’s going on either! I got a text from Avery last night telling me to come to Room V809, so I came! Who knew that you‘d hug me the moment I walked in... I tried to loosen your grip a few times, but you refused to let go... Not only did you not let go, but you also kept throwing yourself at me… Who would be able to resist that?!” 

Zoe threw the pillow onto the ground, then burst into tears. 

thing is fishy, but it‘s true! I can show you the text! I wasn‘t trying to trick you on purpose! Let‘s just pretend that what

front of Zoe and swore to her.

hand out

know exactly

phone and opened up his messages, but despite his wide eyes, he could not

it?! The text last night disappeared! I remember I

picked up another pillow and hit

Cole was devastated!

me explain, Dr. Sanford! I bet it was a hacker!

you saying that the text from Avery Tate was the hacker’s work? So, the hacker was the one who sent

she had received from Elliot was actually the work

did Elliot not show up

a deep breath, found her phone, and opened up her

instantly became livid!

gears in

Who could it be?!”

about to

found out about what happened between her

couldn‘t find out anything about him,” Cole said as he passed a couple of pieces of tissue paper to her, then added, “Don‘t worry, I’m sure this wasn‘t my uncle‘s work. He‘s still counting on you to treat Shea.

her tears with the tissue, then said hoarsely, “Could there be surveillance cameras in here? Is there a possibility that what we did last night was