Dylan didn't stop. He grabbed her wrists and held them behind her waist. He was about to take the next step when the door was knocked on twice.
Disturbed, he raised himself disapprovingly, trimmed his collar before he said, "come in."
The door opened, and Garwood walked in. With a glance at the mess on the bed and Savannah's red face, he knew he showed at a bad time.
"It's about Miss Rowe, sir," he coughed to break the embarrassment.
Dylan paused for a moment, and calmly patted the woman on the hand.
"Wait here, I'll be back in a moment," he said before he followed Garwood out of the ward.
He came back ten minutes later.
"What's wrong with Charlotte?" Savannah asked hastily.
"She was disfigured by Edmond with sulfuric acid and lost one of her eyes." Dylan looked at her.
Savannah gasped.
