Chapter 19 I Didn't Mean It

After arriving at Gracehaven Hospital, Luther dragged Natasha along and practically ran all the way to the inpatient ward. He was determined to expose Cressida's lies on the spot and see how she could explain herself out of that. He kicked open the door to Daphne's room, but the scene inside froze every ounce of his fury. Cressida sat on the edge of the bed, dressed in a plain sweater. There was no trace of any doctor's uniform. She was bent over, quietly peeling an apple with a small knife. The light fell on her face. It was drawn and colorless. She seemed weak and exhausted, the complete opposite of the commanding, razor-tongued Quinn who had stood outside the operating room. Daphne, roused by the door, opened her eyes weakly. When she saw Luther, she managed a thin smile. "Luther, you're here…" Luther only responded with a stiff nod. Cressida stopped peeling. She lifted her head and met the unexpected guest at the door with a calm gaze, setting the half-peeled apple and the