It was 11 o'clock in the evening.
The hospital was full of reporters.
Aaron managed to take Edie to Donald's ward.
Karen was not there. There was nobody in the ward.
Looking at the man lying on the bed, Edie couldn't help crying out.
His attractive face was as pale and fragile as a piece of paper.
Suddenly, Edie heard a cold voice, "don't touch him. He is my husband. You don't have the right over him,"
A furious voice rang. Joanna stood at the door with a thermal container. She's bought Donald's favorite soup. It took her quite a while to find the soup.
Edie held her hands back and turned towards Joanna, "Is it what you want? Is it your revenge on me? Why do you hurt him? Why do you still want to hurt him after getting married to him? Why? Why did you hurt him so much, Joanna?"
Joanna sneered, "Because of you, you bitch. He still can't forget you!"
She walked to the bed. Aaron frowned. He dragged Edie away immediately. He worried that Joanna would hurt Edie again.
