Annie looked intently at the man in front of her, searching his face for a hint of change in his expressions.
But there was none.
The man laughed softly, withdrew his towel, and spoke softly, "It's still early, so stay with Annie. I'm going out to buy breakfast."
Having said that, he turned around and went out again with the towel basin.
As she watched him, unruffled and even showing an exceedingly humble demeanor, Annie's pupils suddenly dilated. She loosened her tense grip on the quilt, gritted her teeth and called out in a low voice, "Oliver Hudson!"
The steps of Oliver Hudson paused for a second, but he didn't turn around. Instead, he resumed his pace and left.
Only when the man's figure had completely disappeared from the entrance of the ward did Annie lean back weakly, take a deep breath, and steadied her emotions.