“My daughter Aubree is particularly fond of Janessa and Theo. The three children get along very well. Theo and Janessa are kind and pure, a testament to your excellent upbringing,” Riya praised.
“Let me introduce myself. I’m Riya. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Charlotte blushed slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed by the compliment. “I’m Charlotte, and this is my… my husband, Quentin.”
“Alright, enough catching up. Since you’re awake now, we won’t disturb you any longer. Take good care of yourself and rest well,” Quentin said, wanting to leave immediately.
Charlotte shot him a look, “What’s wrong with catching up? Are you in such a hurry?” Quentin smiled wryly.
He wasn’t afraid of trouble; he just felt uncomfortable being there.
To be honest, he wasn’t familiar with Riya. Bringing her here was already fulfilling his duty.
Besides, what could a man possibly have to chat about with women?
So, he felt uneasy and out of place.
Riya knew his capabilities, which made Quentin feel unnatural in her presence. Hence, he didn’t want to stay any longer.
Riya also smiled wryly, “It’s fine. You’ve already done me a great favor by bringing me here and saving me. If you have other matters to attend to, please go ahead.”
“I’ll definitely visit you once I recover to properly thank you!” Her tone was sincere, filled with gratitude.
Quentin waved his hand, “No need to be so polite. It was just a small effort.”
Charlotte said, “Riya wants to catch up and make friends with me. What’s it got to do with you?”
Quentin gave an awkward smile and fell silent.
Soon, the two women exchanged contact information and chatted for a while.
Suddenly, a group of people entered the hospital room. Leading them was a man in a white shirt, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. His fair face wore a smile that gave off a sinister vibe.
Seeing the newcomer, Riya’s expression changed.
“Ms. Shannon!”
The man in the shirt smiled and walked over. “Mr. Edwards heard about your car accident and sent us over to check on you. I hope we’re not intruding?”
Riya forced a stiff smile, “Please convey my thanks to Mr. Edwards. I’m fine; there’s no need for such trouble.”
The man’s smile deepened as he continued forward, “Is that so? Mr. Edwards cares about you a lot, Ms. Shannon. After all, you’re one of his most trusted aides. If anything were to happen to you, it would be a great loss for our company!”
“By the way, since you’re bedridden and it’s hard for you to move around, it must be difficult to take care of your child at home too? Mr. Edwards has always been fond of Aubree, such an obedient and sensible child. He wants to help by taking her in for a while…”
Riya’s face turned pale, her eyes cold as ice. “Shut up!”
“Tell Urijah that if he dares touch my daughter, he will never get what he wants in this lifetime! I promise!”
The middle-aged man’s face stiffened for a moment. “Ms. Shannon, you must be joking. Mr. Edwards likes Aubree so much; how could he possibly harm her?”
“However, Ms. Shannon should still take good care of Aubree. After all, as a single mother with so many outsiders watching, any mishap could be disastrous!”
The man in the shirt smiled sinisterly, but his expression was as vicious as a demon’s, sending chills down one’s spine.
He walked up to the bedside and pushed forward with a low growl, “Move aside!”
However, Quentin’s body remained unmoved, steady as a mountain.
Charlotte staggered back a few steps, almost falling!
Seeing this, Quentin’s face grew increasingly grim, his eyes flashing with dangerous cold light.
“Move.” Seeing Quentin still blocking the way, the man’s face darkened further as he pushed again, trying to shove Quentin aside.
Was this guy courting death? How dare he block his path?
Yet Quentin stood firm as ever, unwavering in his stance.