Chapter 35

It was already past midnight when Natasha woke up again. The IV drip ticked steadily beside her. She turned and saw Zachary holding onto a tablet with a frown. "You're awake. Here, eat up," he said. There were two bowls of porridge on the small table nearby. "Thanks. Sorry for troubling you again." Natasha ate the porridge and felt a bit of strength returning to her body. She thought Zachary would only be staying with her briefly, but it was already close to 1:00 am by then. "It's getting late, Mr. Foster. Are you not going home?" She suddenly remembered something and picked up her phone to transfer 500 dollars to Zachary. "Sorry, I almost forgot about this. This is for my medical expenses. 500 dollars should be enough, right?" Zachary looked back at her without saying anything, and she just took it as a silent agreement. Natasha realized that she must have overestimated herself now that she had passed out all of a sudden. He remained silent for some time, and she wondered if