Mark Reed didn't say anything, but he had noticed all her abnormal behavior.
He wasn't a fool, let alone an idiot. With his usual sharp and wise mind, how could he not see what she was hiding?
For the first time, he had doubts about her.
His intuition told him that the seemingly simple girl harbored unknown secrets in her heart.
Mark Reed involuntarily furrowed his eyebrows.
No matter what her secrets were, he didn't care.
Even if she was still in contact with that man named Song, he'd find a chance to end it in the future and wouldn't pursue it further.
He took her cold hand in his.
The large hand and the small hand met.
His gentle voice drifted over like a dream: "The doctor said you need to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days. Rest well, tell me what you want to eat. Your health is too poor."
"Mm, thank you."
Valentine Teller greedily absorbed the warmth from his palm, wishing she could always hold his hand and never let go.
