Chapter 208

Alexander was just as surprised to see Wren. He raised an eyebrow, a trace of mockery in his gaze. "What are you doing here?" "I was about to ask you the same thing," Wren replied, bypassing him and casting a glance at Clara, who was looking over at him. Lowering his voice, he continued, "I texted you that I don't need you coming to the hospital. I can take care of her myself." "She's my friend. Whether I come or not is none of your business," Alexander shot back without hesitation. With that, he stepped aside, turning to walk back to his seat. Wren watched his retreating back, took a deep breath, and forced a faint smile. His expression quickly returned to its usual calm as he entered the room. "Clara, I made you some sweet potato congee, the kind you like. Try it." "Alexander already bought me breakfast. You can have it yourself," Clara quickly replied. Wren glanced at the unopened food on the table, clearly packed from a nearby shop. From the look of things, Alexander ha