Chapter 23

At some point, Oliver appeared behind them and saw Timothy tending to her wound. He sprinted toward them. With slight hesitation, he punched Timothy heavily. Everything happened so suddenly that even Natalie, who knew how composed Oliver usually was, could hardly believe he would actually hit someone. "What are you doing?" Natalie shouted, rushing forward to pull Oliver back. Timothy was too slender to stand against a man like Oliver, who was built from years of being in the social battlefield. Plus, Timothy's hands were precious as they were made to heal, not to fight. The way she shielded Timothy cut Oliver's heart like a blade. "You're protecting him?" he asked, eyes widened in disbelief. "Enough! This is a hospital. How much longer do you plan to embarrass yourself?" Natalie furiously reprimanded Oliver as though he were a reckless child. All the fighting spirit drained from him. His mind kept circling back to the image of her pushing him away to guard another man. Who was