Mechelle's POV
"Baby, it's getting late. You should rest! In a few days, I'll ask Dr. Sheldon to let you go home to recover," Alexander Duncan said with a faint smile. He had already heard me complain about not wanting to stay in the hospital any longer.
"Really?" My eyes lit up. Being stuck in the ward every day was suffocating me.
Alexander Duncan gave a helpless smile, pinching the tip of my nose and saying, "Yes, really. This time I'm not lying to you."
I was taken aback, my lips curving into a faint smile. There was still a gap between us. Six years of separation and the hurt from six years ago couldn't be resolved with just a few words. Just as I was about to say something, a knock on the door interrupted. "Come in!" I called out.
Fiona pushed the door open, looking disheveled as she entered the ward. Seeing Alexander Duncan there too, she took a deep breath and said, "Boss, I need to talk to you."
