"What could make him have blood stains?" Isabella wondered inwardly as she narrowed her eyes at Lucas's friend.
As usual, Lucas's composure was back in place as if he hadn't just tensed earlier.
"What problem would have you looking this disheveled?" He asked his friend calmly.
"We need to talk. Right now!" Isaac informed Lucas, his voice sounding urgent as his eyes darted between Lucas and Isabella.
"Okay, let us step outside." Lucas straightened his shoulders as he replied Isaac.
But before leaving the room, he turned to Isabella, fixing her with a stern look.
"Stay here and let the nurse check on you. Don't move from this bed." He instructed her.
"Oh, yeah! The underlying warning in your tone is very clear – 'don't follow us, right?" Isabella thought and scoffed.
Then, Lucas followed his friend out of the room, closing the door shut behind them.
