Chapter 775: Better to Marry a Reformed Prostitute than a Cheating Wife

She didn't know what she was thinking; she needed a pair of scissors to cut away the chaotic thoughts in her mind. After an unknown amount of time, Callie finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep at the bedside. Her nerves were so tense that she could break down at any moment. When Nelson woke up, he smelled a familiar scent. Turning his head, he saw the woman he had been longing for. He closed his eyes tightly, feeling a sharp pain in his brow. Despite the pain, he eventually found his coat and gently draped it over her, suppressing a cough to avoid waking her. His face turned slightly red from the effort. Callie only slept for a short while. When she woke up, she saw Anthony coming in to give Nelson an IV. She assumed it was Anthony who had covered her with the coat and whispered a bitter thank you. Nelson seemed to still be asleep. She got up and left the ward, instructing Anthony, "Please don't tell him I was here." Anthony had never been in a relationship and did