--- Meanwhile, at the hospital.
"How could this happen?!"
"How could this happen?"
Tamara's eyes instantly welled up with tears as she gazed at Jonathan.
"A car accident?
Out of nowhere?"
The tremor in her voice betrayed her deep concern and heartache.
"Are you badly hurt anywhere?"
"What did the doctors say?"
"Don't worry, just some minor scrapes and bruises.
Nothing serious,"
Jonathan replied gently, his eyes softening as he took in Tamara's pale face.
"But you—you're still recovering from your own injuries.
Why come all the way here to see me?"
He paused then, a flicker of suspicion barely discernible in the depths of his gaze.
"Though, Tamara... how did you know I was at this hospital?"
Thanks to Margaret's two-faced nature, he couldn't help but question everyone around him now.
"I called you, but you didn't answer.
I was so worried something had happened that I phoned Camilla—that's how I found out about the accident,"
