Harry went to the hospital where the nurse was waiting for him at the lobby. Harry quickly approached her and politely greeted her.
"What happened?"
"Uhm. Ms. Reign... She's been frantic since yesterday. She was now in the other room and she hasn't calmed down yet."
Harry's brows knitted in confusion. "W-Why? Is it about Aden again? Is she looking for me again?"
The nurse shook her head in worry. "She was insisting that there was someone in her room."
"What?"
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Harry watched Reign through the glass window, outside the room. He observed her while she was playing with the blanket.
Harry's brows knitted— doubt was resurfacing within him. "Is she really behaving like that?"
The nurse confusedly looked at Harry. "What do you mean, sir?"
Harry glanced at the nurse. "That... You knew her as an actress, right? And that behavior is the complete opposite. Was she really behaving like that? Even when no one's around?"
