With Brianâs hand going for him, he finally released Rosalynnâs hand.
Brian extended his arm and enveloped Rosalynn in his embrace.
His gaze transformed into a glacial stare, his eyes narrowing into piercing slits as he interrogated, âWho are you?â
The audacity to hold his wifeâs hand unnerved Brian.
He would have thrown him out if the man had not been an injured patient.
Yet, his question was met with silence as the manâs gaze detached itself from their interaction, settling instead on the blank expanse of the ceiling.
Feeling the tension rise, Rosalynn tugged at Brianâs hand, attempting to diffuse the situation.
âForget it, honey.
Maybe he couldnât tell us his identity for some reason.
â
As the words left her lips, the manâs hoarse voice filled the room.
âI will repay you.
â
Though delivered gravelly, his words bore an unmistakable hint of determination.
Startled, Rosalynn stole a quick glance at Brian.
On the other hand, Brian continued to scrutinize the stranger.
His Lips set in a thin Line, trying to dredge up any memories Linked to him.
At that moment, Calvert entered the room, interrupting their silent interactions.
âRosalynn, is he awake?â
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âYes.
He just woke up,â Rosalynn answered.
âDid you check his pulse?â asked Calvert, settling on the edge of the bed to examine the manâs pulse again.
âI did, His pulse is stable.
â
Seeing Calvert meticulously assessing the manâs vitals, Rosalynn motioned for Brian to step outside.
âAre you hungry? I made breakfast.
â With an affectionate gaze, Brian lifted his hand to Lovingly caress her hair.
âWhatâs on the menu today?â Rosalynn cocked her head, eyeing him playfully.
âGuess,â Brian teased, prolonging the suspense.
âSandwiches, soy milk, and porridge?â