However, just as she put on the clothes, she woke up!
Their eyes met.
Emma Smith was indeed sleeping restlessly. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a very familiar face! She could almost feel, without opening her eyes and relying on her memory, the contours of his face, his smile, and his frown.
His breath, warm and gentle, brushed against her face, bringing a soft and fresh touch, somewhat reminiscent of a doctor's pristine demeanor.
When Dr. Edwards—no, when Dylan King saw the confusion in her eyes, his heart seemed to buckle slightly. It was as if he could sense the hidden, lava-like passion in the depths of her eyes!
Emma was momentarily stunned before she realized that she was wearing a piece of clothing. She quickly stood up, and the clothes slipped off.
Emma felt a bit embarrassed and surprised—she really didn't know why Dylan King was here! She picked up the clothes and handed them to Dylan King: "Dr. Edwards."
