Braden shrank back.
At this moment, it was better for him not to speak.
Charlotte had been transferred to the ICU.
Under normal circumstances, people like her who had escaped dangerous situations didn't have to go to the ICU.
But since there was space and Rick was willing to spend the money, the doctor made the arrangements.
Rick had been accompanying her the whole time.
"Rick," Anne said softly. "You should eat something, okay?"
"Sorry, Anne, I can't eat anything right now." Rick looked back at her and forced himself to smile at her.
"You said you didn't mind her before, but I think she will be very upset. I'll go find her a good plastic surgeon, okay?" Anne asked tentatively.
She wanted to do something to divert Rick's attention.
So that he wouldn't be so sad.
Rick nodded mechanically and said, "Go ahead."
Anne wanted to say something but didn't. In the end, she sighed and left the room.
Not long after Anne left, Charlotte woke up.