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Candace was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. She had no strength left because of the pain and illness. She was feeling better and fell asleep after the fluid in her abdomen was drained out.
She was really so tired that she didn't wake up even when someone came close to her.
Lawrence removed his mask, revealing a resolute face.
He saw Candace asleep and sat down beside the bed. He stretched out his hand and grabbed her hand. The skin on the back of her hand was full of wrinkles and she looked very old.
Lawrence was gazing longingly at the woman on the sickbed.
Perhaps Candace felt someone holding her hand or she felt there was something amiss about the atmosphere in the ward, so she opened her tired eyes.
As soon as she saw the face of the man in front of her, she was shocked and panicked. Then, she said, "Lawrence!"
"Yes, it's me!" He said while nodding his head.
She suddenly shouted anxiously, "Don't look at me."