Chapter 93 Is Her Face Worth That Much?

Nelson had washed up a bit and now sat by the hospital bed, elbows resting on his long legs, lost in thought. His side profile was shadowed and unreadable. Callie was still under anesthesia, not yet awake. Her lips were pale, and her face was wrapped in bandages, making her look utterly defenseless. He stared at her for quite a while. His phone buzzed in his pocket for a long time before he finally stood up and walked to the balcony to answer it, just before the caller lost patience. Callie slept through the night. It was only the next morning, when the anesthesia wore off, that she struggled to open her eyes and was greeted by Nancy's worried face. "Ma'am, you're finally awake. I made some honey bird’s nest soup. Drink it while it's hot." Nancy was overjoyed to see her awake, holding a bowl up to her. Callie shook her head. "Aren't I in the hospital?" How did she end up in Paucaster Villa Complex? "Mr. Oconnor brought you back early this morning." Callie touched her face, feelin