"Look, your boyfriend's here. He's so good to you." The nurse chuckled and gave Grace Winslow a teasing look.
Grace Winslow: "..."
For a moment, she had no idea how to explain.
Once the doctor and nurse left, the room was suddenly filled with an awkward silence.
Grace remembered she still didn't know his name, so she spoke up. "Um, what's your name?"
"Archer Rhys." The man's thin lips parted as he coolly stated his name, then handed over the steaming hot porridge.
"The doctor said you were hungry."
Grace froze for a second before it dawned on her, and her face immediately began to burn with embarrassment.
Fainting from hunger was hardly something to be proud of.
But she was also a little surprised. 'Archer Rhys?'
'That name sounds so familiar.'
Looking again at that expressionless face, at his chiseled, resolute features, the feeling of familiarity grew even stronger.
