Chapter 37
Tyler frowned as he patted Naomiâs head and reassured her, âDonât
worry, you be alright. You hear
Naomi trusted him wholeheartedly and nodded in response
He couldn't help but feel a delayed sense of ariety. He gently held her
head for a moment. Then, be
reminded Darren, âOlivia is behind her.â
Darren snapped back to reality and burried over to Olivia.
Olivia had been observing their interactions from her bed. Darren had
just remembered her presence and approached her. Naturally, he cared
about her, but his concem for Mac was on a complenty
different level.
Tyler noticed everything, and his eyes turned cold.
Naomi looked up at Tyler and asked, âTyler, did Olivia donate blood for
me?â
Tyler tried his best not to let his concem show. He answered, âYes. Your
blood type is rare, and they couldn't find a match, so we had to ask
Olivia to donate.â
Weary, she closed her eyes and whispered, âThank you, Olivia.â
Tyler whispered to her, âRest now.â
Naomi nodded, and the medical staff wheeled her away, leaving Olivia
in the room.
Olivia responded to Mrs. Jones and Darren's attempts to comfort her
with silence and few words, but her eyes betrayed her disappointment
and sadness.
Tyler stood at a distance, watching her closely. He noticed the emotions
hidden in her eyes.
Mrs. Jones and Darren were primarily concerned about Naomi, who
had just left the emergency room They looked toward Tyler for
information.
Tyler approached them and informed, âThey've taken Naomi to the
ward. Her life should no longer be in danger, sheâs stable for now.
Mrs. Jones said, âLet's go see her.â
Tyler said nothing
Darren agreed, âSince Olivia is alright, let's visit Naomi
They chatted with Tyler, who responded briefly with an inscrutable
expression, not offering much more information
After they left, Tyler remained by Olivia's side, watching her closely.
Olivia seemed somewhat awkward as she whispered, âI'm relieved that
Naomi is okay. I'm fine.â
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Cyle was uncertain about his role at this moment and pondered for a
while before saying, âThank you dine. Naomi is safeâ
Shenotted âWinâhmm, itâs all good.â
She said suflete, as long as Naomi is safe, I'm truly fine.â She knew
that he was worried about
Fitover be insisted. âIf you feel sad, Olivia, it's okay to cry.â
She didnât want is cry, not at all. She was content that her blood had
matched Naomi's. She mumbled,
Edonât want sy just feel a little dizzy.â
Byler's heart achet when he heard her speak so vulnerably, almost
childlike. He gently held her hand for a fires noment.
She felt his warm, dry hand, closed her eyes briefly, and remained
silent.
ather a diort while he withdrew his hand and spoke in a flat tone, âGet
some rest.â
She nodded âClay