Chapter 45

The cries coming from the ward were heartbreaking. The sadness that she’d suppressed was released bit by bit as she cried her heart out. Zoey wasn’t as strong as she appeared on the surface; she just didn't want to cry so pitifully in front of Laurence.

Laurence’s body stiffened a little. Zoey’s suppressed sobs caused his eyes to redden a little in response. It wasn't until the crying gradually stopped that Laurence opened the door again, holding the lunch sent from the hotel in his hand.

“You should have some food first.”

Zoey’s voice was extremely hoarse, and her eyes were clearly more swollen now. Her hand was still attached to an IV drip. She looked thin and feeble.

Laurence helped her set up the small table on the bed. “I'll feed you.”

Zoey didn’t want to accept any gesture of kindness from him anymore. She lowered her head, her hair pressed against her cheek from the cold and sweat. Pursing her lips, she replied, “No need.”

She stretched out her hand, but Laurence pushed it back