Amelia Garcia returned to the ward and saw Hope sleeping. She grabbed her mobile phone and bag, walked over to give her daughter a gentle kiss on the forehead, and turned to leave.
Out of the blue, before she even reached the door, the hospital room door swung open.
Christopher Hart stood there, tall and distinguished, an air of chilliness about him.
She glanced at him and pretended not to see, walking straight past him.
"Aren't you going to listen to my explanation?" the man suddenly spoke, his voice deep.
Amelia stopped but didn't turn around, "Do you think an explanation would make a difference?"
She had been slandered so many times in the past, had explained so often, but who had believed her?
Christopher turned to face her, clearly understanding what her words hinted at.
He had rushed back in haste, thinking all the way about how to explain this situation.
He had even called Benny Palmer.
That guy gave him eight words: "be open and honest, share your deepest feelings."