After Eugene heard Isabelle's story about the accident, he became more determined to help her.
"Rest up, don't worry too much," Eugene said, pulling the blanket up to Isabelle's chest.
After that, he sat down on the sofa, turned on his laptop, and continued to work, checking the reports sent by Roman to his email. Occasionally, he would glanced at Isabelle, who had fallen asleep due to the effects of the medication.
As days going by, Eugene found himself spending more time by Isabelle's side. He couldn't help but admire her resilience and determination to recover. He often brought her favorite books and flowers, trying to brighten her spirits during her stay at the hospital.
One evening, as Eugene was sitting by Isabelle's bedside, she woke up from her slumber. Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked around, momentarily disoriented.
"Eugene?" She whispered, her voice weak.
