Chapter 257: Mr. Hayes, Not Human?

Staring at the seriousness on the other's profile, Ellie Doyle lightly chuckled and clutched Hugo Hayes's hand, "What's there to fear? I'm still fine, aren't I?"

"Hugo Hayes."

"Hmm?" Hugo Hayes looked up, meeting Ellie Doyle's eyes.

The next second.

Ellie Doyle's kiss, light as a dragonfly's touch, landed on his lips.

The soft and moist contact surprised Hugo Hayes.

Before the kids in the front row noticed, Ellie Doyle's lips quickly retreated.

Her cheeks a bit red, she turned to look out the window, but her grip on his hand tightened, "It's almost noon, didn't you have plans to have lunch with the director? Are you still going?"

Hugo Hayes chuckled, "Do you think I'm still in the mood to care about anything else right now?"

Towards the driver's seat.

Flynn Zimmerman glanced at the rearview mirror and steeled himself before speaking, "Elder Hayes, are we still going to the hospital?"

In the end.

At Ellie Doyle's insistence, they didn't go to the hospital.