Cold beads of sweat streamed down Sterling’s face, and he groaned in agony from the pain of the glass shard stabbing into his palm.

Andre said ‘Oops’ and chuckled while he pulled back his leg. “I’m sorry, I was a little careless earlier. I haven’t gotten you injured, right?”

The restaurant manager was having a hard time regulating his breathing at the sight of a glass shard stabbing into Sterling’s palm. It was painful, yet he immediately stopped himself from speaking at the thought of Sterling almost getting him in trouble.

There was only confusion in Deirdre’s eyes. She asked frantically, “What happened?”

“Nothing.” Andre stared at Sterling and enunciated his words clearly as he said, “Mr. Fuller was injured a little from his carelessness during the cleanup earlier.”

‘Injured?”’

Deirdre’s mind went blank. ‘Sterling is a doctor. He can’t afford to get his hands injured.’

She hastily asked, “How do you feel, Sterling? I’ll do it!”

“Yes, don’t push yourself, Sterling.” Brendan