Chapter 594

The next day, Bethany opened her eyes and saw Trystan sitting by her bed. For a moment, she thought she was still dreaming. She blinked at him, confusion and disbelief swirling in her gaze. Seeing that something was off, Trystan called out, "Bethany." Her eyes cleared as she focused on him. She tried to sit up. "You—" "Don't move!" Trystan's expression turned serious as he pressed her shoulders back down. Just like Frank, Mateo, and Jenny said, Bethany became agitated the moment she woke up. "Just stay still. We'll talk like this," Trystan said, his voice laced with irritation. The turmoil in Bethany's eyes gradually faded. She remembered she had planned to look for Trystan to get answers. Now that he was here, she could just ask him directly. She gave a small nod, her eyes filled with vulnerability. Trystan let go of her and sank back into his chair. "Trystan, why did you take my son? What are you trying to do?" She fought to keep her emotions in check, but her voice shook des