Claudia Ross asked in a drowsy haze, "Why did you come back?"
Weren't you supposed to be on a business trip for five days?
"Why didn't you tell me you were not feeling well?"
Wyatt Perry held Claudia Ross tightly, his hands trembling violently.
Seeing her pale and lying there quietly as if she had passed away when he returned, he was truly terrified.
He had never been so afraid of losing someone as he was now.
The moment he heard she was hospitalized, he rushed back without stopping.
Only by holding her, feeling her body temperature, could he find some peace of mind.
"I'm fine…" Claudia Ross didn't want Wyatt Perry to worry, let alone feel guilty; she forced a weak smile with all her strength.
"I'm sorry!"
He should not have demanded her over and over again without considering her health.
He didn't want to hurt her, but he always ended up doing things that hurt her, whether physically or emotionally; he brought her the most pain.
