Fit For Your Love

Davis and Brayden looked at each other.

They didn't move theirs sights for several seconds until Brayden walked out.

Davis said, "Mr. James."

Brayden looked at Davis. "I'm looking for you."

Davis paused and asked, "What's the matter, Mr. James?"

"You all know about Olivia's concussion. She can't be stimulated now. I need you to tell Everett, if he wants her to be fine, then don't tell Olivia that he saved her."

Davis didn't say anything.

After saying this, Brayden left.

Suddenly, Davis said, "Mr. James, maybe I shouldn't say it, but I still want to do so."

Brayden stopped.

Davis turned around and looked at Brayden. "There is always a gap between Miss Hadley and Mr. Weston that can't be crossed. But the gap also exists between Miss Hadley and you." Davis left, and Brayden stood still. There was no sound in the corridor.

A gap that can't be crossed?

Then what was Everett doing?

If Everett was making efforts, then why couldn't he?

Olivia woke up from the pain.

Michael hit her on the back and it hurt so much.

When she opened her eyes, Brayden was not in the ward and it was very quiet.

Olivia managed to sit up.

She was in awful pain, just like someone hit her with a stick with nails on it. She wanted to get up and take a walk.

Her head was still dizzy, and it hurt to move. However, Olivia was still holding on and she started to walk around the ward.

Then the door of the ward opened.

Olivia turned around and saw Brayden. She smiled. "Brayden!"

Her face and lips were still very pale. She smiled with her long black hair draping over her shoulders. Her face looked even paler against her thick black hair.

Brayden's heart tightened when he saw her in her hospital gown, leaning against the bedside table, bending slightly. He strode over and hugged her immediately. "Do you want to go to the bathroom?" Olivia shook her head, still smiling. "I just want to take a walk."

Take a walk?

He could see pain through her face. It looked like she's suffering instead of taking a walk.

"I'll accompany you."

Brayden didn't want to expose her.

He took off your coat and put it on Olivia.

Olivia smiled and leaned against him as they walked up the ward.

It was quiet outside at night. The lights in the ward were bright, and everything seemed to be peaceful.

There was a flash of panic at the moment Everett opened his eyes.

It was like that he just had a nightmare and had not come back to life yet.

He stared at the ceiling above him. The light shone in his eyes, but it could not reach the darkness in them.

Images flashed across Everett's mind, which were like wet cotton covering his heart, making him breathless.

He closed his eyes and slowly released his grip on the quilt.

When he opened his eyes again, there was emotion in his dark eyes.

He clasped his chest and sat up.

The nurse heard the voice and immediately came over. "Sir, are you awake?"

When the nurse came, Davis left.

He had some instructions and purchase to make.

Everett heard a strange voice and looked at the nurse. His black eyes startled the nurse.

They were so jet black that it seemed that you would be sucked in with just one glance.

"Get out."

The nurse came to her senses hearing his low voice and immediately said, "Okay. Okay!"Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Get out of here.

The nurse hurried out and closed the door of the ward. Everything was quiet again.

Everett leaned against the bed with his head slightly raised and his eyes closed.

Davis saw the nurse come out and strode over. "Is Mr. Weston awake?"

"Yes."

Davis immediately opened the door and went in.

Everett heard the sound and looked over. When he saw Davis, he closed his eyes again.

Davis put down his things and walked over. "Mr. Weston."

"Where is she?"

He didn't say her name, but Davis knew who it was.

"Miss Hadley's awake. Her injury is not serious."

"OK."

Everett kept his eyes closed, just like he's taking a rest.

Davis observed his complexion and said, "I'll get the doctor to come over and take a look at you."

Everett didn't say anything. Davis knew he was acquiescing.

Davis rang the bed bell.

Soon the doctor came.

The doctor examined Everett and said to Davis, "Although the operation was successful, Mr. Weston was injured internally. He needs to accept proper treatment, otherwise, he will have sequelae."

"I see."

When the doctor left, Davis tucked Everett in and said, "Mr. Weston, I just..."

The sound of someone running came from outside. It was as loud as thunder at this quiet night.

Davis looked over and there was a knock on the door. Everett opened his eyes.