Rosalie was in a daze when she saw Byron.

‘Is that man in this state because he’s worried about me?’

However, the relationship between them… Byron had no reason to be concerned about her.

Byron heaved a sigh of relief.

Looking at the startled woman in the hospital bed, he could not help but step forward and stare at her face as if he wanted to see through her.

Rosalie found it strange when Byron observed her from so close. She subconsciously wanted to look away.

“How do you feel? Do you feel any discomfort?”

Byron spoke before she could look away.

Rosalie was moved when she heard his hoarse voice. She drooped her eyes to hide her emotion as she said, “I’m not sure. It feels like I’ve slept for a long time.”

He frowned deeply and suddenly lifted his hand to touch her forehead.

Rosalie frowned. Her mind went blank.

Byron’s hand rested on her forehead for a long time.

He did not know what was wrong with him. Although he knew Rosalie was poisoned, he still chose to express his