The nurse cleaned up the wound, wrapped it in gauze and told Yayoi not to wet it.
Yayoi thanked the nurse and left the nurse station.
Yayoi slowly walked along the long corridor, which had dazzling lights, towards Rosiley.
Thinking that Maddox was still in the ward, Yayoi was reluctant to go back. But she couldn't leave just like that, otherwise, Rosiley would suspect her motive.
Yayoi was about to reach the ward when someone opened the door and walked out.
It was Maddox.
Yayoi paused, subconsciously intending to turn around.
"Yayoi." Maddox stopped her.
Her back stiffened. Clenching her hands, she suppressed her nervousness. Then, she looked up at him coldly. "What's the matter, Mr. Shen?"
Maddox did not answer her. Instead, he walked closer. He swept across the gauze wrapped around her hand with worries.
"Why are you so careless?" He asked softly.
His tone was very gentle. Yayoi was in a trance for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. She then said coldly, "If there's nothing else, I'll go inside to keep Rosiley company."
As she walked past him, her wrist was suddenly grasped.
The next second, she fell into a warm embrace.
"Maddox, let go of me." She struggled.
"I won't let you go.” Maddox hugged her tightly.
If she weren't under the current circumstance, she would have called for help.
She could smell his pleasant scent. Her eyes couldn't help but turn red. Maddox couldn't promise her the love she wanted, but he kept pestering her like this. How could he be so unreasonable?