Avery saw that Darlene was too anxious and wanted to get out of bed, so he walked over to stop her. "You just woke up, so you have to rest well first. Your grandmother has been transferred to the ward. Don't worry."
Avery said it lightly, but his gaze was obviously avoiding Darlene. Apparently, things were not as simple as he said.
Nigel, who was at the side, also fell silent. His eyes were red, but he came over to persuade Darlene to lie down for a while.
Darlene grabbed onto the blanket tightly, and that bad premonition immediately surged up.
Darlene's voice was slightly trembling as she stared at Avery. "What happened to my grandmother? Tell me, I'm fine. I can accept anything."