Chapter 99 You Owe Me

The blanket over Cressida's head shut out the light and also Tristan's probing gaze. Standing by her bed, he stared at her small, curled-up figure beneath the covers. He reached out, but as his fingertips brushed the cloth, he stopped and jerked his hand back. Without another word, he turned and left the hospital room, gently closing the door behind him. Julian was waiting for him in the hallway. "Mr. Leigh." Tristan walked to the window, his gaze fixed on the busy traffic below. "Investigate everything about her from three years ago." "Yes, Mr. Leigh." Julian nodded. With that, Tristan stepped into the elevator. He came and went like the wind, leaving without a trace. … Three days later, Cressida pulled the IV needle out of her hand. The psychologist came every day, but she never listened. She neither cooperated nor resisted but merely sat silently and let him waste his time. She threw off the blanket and climbed out of the bed. The instant her left foot touched the floor, a