She turned to see him standing nearby, tears streaming down his face despite being a grown man.
"Russell, I know you're worried about me, but isn't this a bit much? Crying buckets over me?" She patted his shoulder, trying to calm him down.
"Ms. Chantelle, you don't understand! You looked as pale as a ghost when they brought you back! I thought something awful had happened, but Mr. Wilson and that Collins guy wouldn't even let me near you. They just stood guard while I was losing my mind worrying about you!" Russell grumbled, lying down beside her.
He had never felt so wronged and humiliated.
Despite being the best doctor in Easthan, he wasn't even allowed to treat Chantelle's injury.
"You're saying Daniel Wilson and Philip Collins were here?"
"They were, but they left about five minutes ago. Probably knew you were about to wake up. Hmph, I can't believe those two are still playing the mystery game!"