By the time I woke up, it was almost 9 a.m. I stretched my arm out, finding the space next to me empty, but the bed retained some warmth. It seemed that Atlas had been up for a while.

I shook my head, feeling a bit lazy. Staying up late was exhausting.

But there was no way around it. Matthew was like settling an old score from a past life. Perhaps I owed him something in a previous existence, and now he was coming to collect the debt.

I sighed softly, with a sense of resentment. Then I grabbed my phone and dialed Ryan.

After informing him of the situation, he said, "You should go to the hospital. I'm already at the office. Don't worry."

I lazily replied, "It's great to have you at the company. Otherwise, I'd be in big trouble."

"You're just trying to butter me up," he responded impatiently.

"In that case, I'll hang up." I teased him. "Focus on your work."

"Fine, I’m hanging up." He grumbled, "That damn Matthew is causing trouble! Stupid shit."

"I agree,” I chuckled.

Ryan had