Andrew quickly hung up the phone and dashed over to greet Ss.


    "Why didn''t you tell me about this huge incident?" Ss red at Andrew, clearly annoyed. "Do you even take me seriously?"


    Andrew looked down, trying to exin, "I''m sorry. It all happened so fastst night, and Mr. Clemens seemed stable, so I didn''t want to bother you."


    "Stable? What do you mean by that? Isn''t there still..." Ss cut himself off and then asked, "How''s he doing now?"


    "He lost a lot of blood and passed out, but he woke up this morning," Andrew said quietly. "He''s sleeping now."


    "I want to see him," Ss said, and his attendant started to push him toward the room.


    "Hold on, Ss." Andrew quickly stopped them and whispered, "It''s probably not a good time right now."


    Ss frowned. "What''s the problem? Are you saying I can''t go in?"


    "No." Andrew leaned in and whispered, "Ms. James is in there."


    Ss looked surprised and had his attendant push him to the door. He gently turned the knob and peeked inside, seeing two people asleep in each other''s arms on the hospital bed. His expression was somewhatplex, and he quietly closed the door and had his attendant push him away.


    Andrew followed Ss out, and Ss pulled him aside, asking in a low voice, "Tell me the truth, how did Mr. Clemens get hurt?"


    Andrew hesitated. "Well..."


    "Don''t lie to me. I can tell when you''re lying," Ss warned. "And if you don''t tell me, I''ll find out myself."


    Andrew knew he couldn''t hide it, so he told Ss the truth.


    "Why do they always end up in these situations?" Ss grumbled. "Maybe they''re just not meant to be together."


    "I''ve already got people looking into it. Don''t worry," Andrew said. "This wasn''t Ms. James''s fault. Mr. Clemens rushed in to protect her. Anyway, it''s good they''re back together now."


    "Whether it''s a blessing or a curse, who knows," Ss sighed. "Take good care of Mr. Clemens, and let me know if anything changes."


    "Got it, don''t worry," Andrew reassured him.


    After Ss left, Dahlia showed up with a few assistant doctors. She asked, "How''s Mr. Clemens? Is he awake?"


    "He woke up a bit ago. So far, so good," Andrew said.


    "He woke up? Why didn''t you call me?" Dahlia hurried toward the room.


    "Hey, wait a minute..." Andrew tried to stop her, but Dahlia had already opened the door.


    Seeing the scene inside, she was momentarily stunned, then quickly stepped back and whispered to Andrew, "Why didn''t you tell me?" Andrew sighed, "I was just about to..."


    "Andrew!" Micah''s voice interrupted; he had woken up.


    "Yes, I''m here," Andrew quickly responded from the door.


    "Everyone leave ande back in half an hour," Micah ordered, his voice hoarse.


    "Yes, understood." Andrew said and motioned for everyone to leave.


    Inside the room, Sadie rubbed her eyes and tried to get out of bed without touching Micah. But Micah held her tightly, not wanting to let go. He said, "Just a little longer." "It''s time to get up. Everyone outside is waiting." Sadie said softly, feeling a bit embarrassed. She knew Dahlia had juste in, and Micah''s injuries needed attention. "Let them wait." Micah whispered, pressing his forehead against hers, his nose gently brushing against hers.


    "Micah." Sadie cupped his face, hesitating to ask about his condition.


    "Hmm?" Micah''s lips lightly brushed against her cheek.


    "You..." Sadie almost asked but held back. She said, "You need to change your bandages."