Amelia Smith left the ward without seeing William Lane, she walked towards the elevator and saw William Lane walking back.
William Lane noticed her eyes were red and walked closer and hugged her.
Amelia struggled slightly: "There are people around."
"Where are the people?" William Lane lightly kissed her face, "Besides, what's wrong with hugging my own wife? Does it bother them?"
Amelia laughed: "You seem a bit childish."
"Childish is good; it makes me look young so that others won't think I'm old."
"Who said you're old?"
"Your young brother." William Lane replied.
"Hmm?" Amelia raised her head to look at him, "Didn't he leave?"
"He just left." William Lane held her face and rubbed it, "He said if I don't treat you well, he will find someone to get rid of me."
Amelia's mouth twitched: "Then what?"
"After that..." William Lane said, "I told him that all future assassination attempts will be on his head."
"Is it that dangerous?" Amelia asked.
William Lane nodded.
