Chapter 87

Jeremy had brilliant eyes. Although he had dark pupils, his eyes were in the shape of slits—long and narrow. His eyelids were thin, too. On top of that, there was a red nevus underneath his right eye that looked absolutely striking. Anyone who met his gaze would always feel their heart fluttering, being sucked into the deep abyss of his eyes. Turning away, Melody lowered her gaze to look at her own fingers instead. Meanwhile, Andrew adopted a gentle and warm expression. "Jeremy, Krys, you guys are back. Did you already have dinner?" Krystal responded, "We did." "Didn't you say that you might not come home because you have to deal with a patient in critical condition?" Then, Jeremy calmly explained, "Dr. Turner took over the patient and asked us to go home first." "Stay around and catch a break, then. You drove Krys home, so you can use some rest." Krystal also chimed in, "Please stay. I have something to discuss with you." Jeremy responded, "Okay." Melody stood next to the