Chapter 690

Elijah was about to turn and leave when I quickly stepped forward to stop him. "Elijah, wait! Where are you going?" I grabbed him by the sleeve, and as I did, his bruised hand came into view. I froze. The bruise was dark, with traces of dried blood—likely from when I had pushed him earlier, causing his hand to scrape against the stones. I stared at him in shock. "Elijah, why did you sneak out of the hospital?" "I-I thought you weren't coming, and I-I had my stitches removed today. The doctor said I was fine, s-so…" he stammered, struggling to explain himself to me. An ache swelled in my chest. Was this really the same Elijah from before? He seemed like an entirely different person now. Watching him stumble over his words, trying to justify how he ended up here, I felt an overwhelming sadness. He was once the young and capable president of a major company. Yet now, he stood before me so lost and so out of place. I couldn't help but soften my voice. "Stop talking, and just come b