Kyran was startled and couldn’t help but curl his lips to laugh at himself. “Really?”

"Yeah, silly." Deirdre nestled on the sofa and smiled to herself for a while before she rose to her feet with a pillow in her arms. "Did you not have time to rest when you arrived in Germia?"

“Yes.” Kyran closed his eyes and put his hands on his forehead, looking tired and weak.

While sitting on the cold, long chair in the hospital, he felt lonely, as if he was in the wild.

It was too quiet in his surroundings, so quiet that he inexplicably felt like listening to Deirdre’s voice. Yet, he couldn’t reach her even after making a few calls. While trying to control his anxiousness because he knew Deirdre didn’t like him to be too jealous, he wanted to know with whom Deirdre was talking.

“How’s your father? Has he gotten better?”

Kyran’s eyes turned gloomy. “He’s just gotten out of the emergency room.”

“Emergency room? How can it be so serious?” Deirdre frowned.

“He has a weak heart, but he’s almos