"Axel, can we just talk here?"
Evelyn's voice broke the silence as Axel's long strides carried him toward the door. His intent was clear; he wanted her to follow him into his VIP ward room, away from Oliver.
Yes, there were nurses and Axel's people stationed outside the VIP ward room. Still, the idea of leaving Oliver alone, even for a short while, made her uneasy.
Axel stopped. Slowly, he turned. His cold gaze locked onto hers.
"Do you want Oliver to overhear our conversation?" His tone was casual, but the words landed like a blow.
Evelyn froze. It was such an obvious truth, yet hearing it out loud felt like a warning. She pressed her lips together, saying nothing more, and followed him.
He briefly glanced back, a soft chuckle escaping him as if amused by her hesitation. He held the door open for her.
Moments later, they were seated across from each other.
