“That’s amazing,” Shariplimented, her interest piqued.


    “I studied nursing.


    Let me assist you.”


    “That would be helpful,” Rosalynn agreed, not declining the offer.


    Noticing Brian still lingering anxiously, she suggested, “Honey, you should step out for now.”


    Brian nced at Sanford on the bed, his reluctance palpable.


    “For acupuncture, does he really have to bepletely undressed?”


    Rosalynnughed.


    “I was kidding.


    He’ll keep his underwear on.”


    Hearing this, Brian sighed in relief and then exited the room.


    With the door closed behind him, Shari stood beside Rosalynn and casually remarked, “Mrs.


    Hughes, Mr.


    Hughes doesn’t seem too pleased, does he?”This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    Rosalynn, who was sterilizing the silver needles, simply smiled at thement and chose not to respond.


    Shari nced toward Sanford, probing further, “Is Mr.


    Hughes’ unhappy because he saw you treating a male patient?”


    Again, Rosalynn just smiled, her focus undisturbed as she continued with her acupuncture preparations.


    Shari, undeterred, continued, “I’ve read news about you and Mr.


    Hughes.


    His mother threatened to take her own life to force a divorce between the two of you, but Mr.


    Hughes didn’t relent.


    Your rtionship is really strong.”


    Her words unexpectedly led Rosalynn’s thoughts to Noemi’s tragic suicide attempt.


    Noemi had be vegetative and was now in a nursing home abroad.


    Rosalynn had sought several renowned doctors for acupuncture treatment for Noemi, but Deanna had rejected them all.


    Thinking of this, Rosalynn’s expression darkened visibly.


    Noticing the change in Rosalynn’s demeanor, Shari quickly apologized, “I apologize for upsetting you, Mrs.


    Hughes.


    I was just speaking my mind.


    Seeing you and Mr.


    Hughes… it made me think of my own rtionship.


    My boyfriend and I had a great rtionship too.


    We were nning to get married.”


    When Shari mentioned her boyfriend, Rosalynn’s curiosity sparked.


    “What happened to him?” she asked gently.


    Shari looked down, her voice barely above a whisper.


    “When you went into Leon’sb to rescue Mr.


    Hughes, my boyfriend was among the researchers there.


    When your bodyguards handed them over to Galen, Leon’s men shot him.”


    So that was what happened.


    Rosalynn’s heart ached with a touch of regret, but she chose to keep her thoughts to herself.


    She turned her attention to Sanford and began the acupuncture treatment.


    Twenty minutester, she carefully removed thest needle.


    Soon after, Sanford stirred and opened his eyes.


    “Sanford.”


    Brian burst into the ward and, spotting Sanford awake, rushed to his side.