After Rosalie finished drinking the chicken soup, Byron silently went over to help her adjust her bed. After clearing the bowl, he returned once again.

Silence fell between them.

Rosalie had slept all day and therefore could not fall asleep anymore. Nonetheless, she still closed her eyes, not wanting to interact with Byron.

On the other hand, Byron was exhausted after a busy day. After sitting back down, he closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep.

The sound of even breathing could be heard in the silent ward.

Rosalie slowly opened her eyes and glanced in Byron’s direction.

The man's suit jacket was draped over her blanket as he himself wore only a thin dress shirt; his arms folded over his chest. It did not seem like he was having the most peaceful of slumbers.

After deliberating for a moment, Rosalie cautiously stood up, took Byron’s jacket, walked over to him, and lightly draped it over his front.

As she was standing back up, Rosalie caught sight of the man's handsome face, and