Chapter 211

He reached out, intending to give her a sharp flick on the forehead, but his fingers landed with surprising gentleness. "You're really good at coming up with excuses." Scarlett stood her ground. "I never agreed to anything." Xavier fell silent. Choosing not to press the issue, he stood up and pulled over the hospital's overbed table, setting down the three dishes and bowl of soup that had just been delivered. "Have something to eat. It's still hot." Scarlett nodded. She wasn't sure how long she'd been asleep, but she was definitely hungry. After a few bites, she suddenly remembered to check the time. Reaching into her pocket, she frowned. "Where's my phone?" Xavier helped her search for it. Suddenly, the previous day's events came rushing back to her. "Oh, right! The police took it." Xavier pulled out his own phone and sent a quick message to Benedict. "Someone will bring it over shortly," he said. Turning to her, he asked, "Are you still feeling sore anywhere else?" Scar