Aletha was too busy with her own thoughts that she didn't realize that the elevator door had opened and Regan had stepped out first.
"How long are you going to stand there?" Regan reprimanded her.
Regan's voice finally broke her thoughts, her long and beautiful legs finally stepped out of the elevator door.
Regan held her again, swung Aletha's hand and smiled at her as he said, "Doctor Celine said you shouldn't think too much, are you really that stubborn?"
Aletha smiled thinly as she turned to Regan, who casually admonished her, as if he was not an angry and understanding husband.
"I worry too much about my father." Blame Aletha.
Regan just smiled faintly, as if he was mocking Aletha.
Walking hand in hand together like a romantic couple, their steps finally arrived at the VVIP treatment room, where Aletha's father was being treated.
