Chapter 40
Jeremy still hadn't reached home when Melody got back.
Melody finished her nightly routine, tidying up before settling into the living room for a short rest.
Her eyes then drifted to the hearing aid resting on the table. Just as she reached out to pick it up, the entrance light flicked on.
It was Jeremy.
Melody turned toward the doorway, only to notice something that made her heart lurch—Jeremy's once pristine dress shirt was stained with blood.
Melody rushed over with concern written all over her face.
She instinctively reached out, wanting to check if he was hurt, but Jeremy dodged her touch.
His voice was low and edged with exhaustion and irritation. "Don't touch me."
When Jeremy had left Benson's office earlier, he'd happened to witness a patient collapsing in the hospital lobby.
The blood on him belonged to the patient.
Jeremy, already a neat freak, had barely tolerated making it home in these clothes, and his mood was utterly foul.
However, Melody didn't know any of

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