Chapter 238

The moment Olivia stepped into the hospital room, she spilled everything like beans out of a bag. "...That's how it happened! Her sorry excuse of a dad shoved her-now she's got this nasty bruise on her chest!" Calliope let out a helpless sigh. "I'm fine, seriously. Don't overreact." Conrad didn't say a word. He just kept a cold face, grabbed her wrist, and started pulling her out. "Where are we going?" "To get a doctor." Bad luck though-every doctor on shift was male. And the spot she got hurt-well, let's just say it wasn't exactly somewhere she could just flash. Conrad frowned and dragged her into the dressing room next door, shutting the door behind them with a firm click. He looked down at her, his voice leaving no room for arguing. "Take off your shirt. I need to see." Calliope's cheeks flushed as she folded her arms over her chest. "I'm really okay!" The man didn't reply-just locked her with that dark, unreadable stare of his. That look could cut steel. It made her heart race for