After telling Lucian and Nox to take good care of Estie, Byron hung up the phone.

A sudden silence enveloped him.

The ward was deserted.

Byron looked down at the people on the hospital bed.

What Nox said just now reminded him of the time their little family of five dined in the restaurant that night.

Compared with the current situation, the hole in his heart made things even more difficult to bear.

"Rosalie, when will you...wake up?"

Byron gently rubbed Rosalie's face with his fingertips, relying on the familiar smell of Rosalie's body to calm the fury in his heart.

‘Xander Lancer!

‘What the hell did he do to this little woman?

‘If something happened to Rosalie, I would have the entire Lancer family buried with her!’

For a whole night, Byron stayed awake and stood guard in front of the hospital bed.

Right now, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was full of suppressed anger. He looked like Hades who had crawled out of hell.

Byron waited until noon was approaching and cou