Chapter 140

It was Timothy. He was staring at Lily. Xavier stood in the corner with one hand in his pocket and half of his body hidden in the dim light. His deep eyes turned toward her and met her tear-streaked gaze. Her forehead was red and swollen, and her face was marked with heavy traces of tears. She looked utterly disheveled and miserable. He frowned instinctively. Lily looked up at him. All her fear and grievance surged up the moment their eyes met. It was as if she had found a glimmer of solace, a desperate hope for him to calm the storm of emotions she couldn't control. She longed for him to hold her and tell her Hayden would be fine. "Xavier…" However, another voice sounded and shattered all her fragile hopes. It was Sarah. She emerged from the elevator, glancing briefly at Lily before walking over to Xavier and gently looping through his arm. She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Mr. McKay is upstairs. His condition is still unstable. We should go check on him quickly." "