Chapter 208 Questioning

The night was deep, and all was silent. The soft lighting in the hospital room couldn't hide the deep tranquility. The night outside the window was like a deep blue curtain, covering the entire city. Only the occasional car lights weakly penetrated through the gaps in the curtains, casting scattered glimmers. In the hospital room, everything seemed exceptionally quiet, as if even time had paused at this moment. Benson lay in his hospital bed, his handsome face looking particularly pale under the dim light. He appeared weak, yet his eyes were filled with tenderness and determination. On the sickbed, his posture was extremely shrunken, clearly a sign of discomfort, but his gaze couldn't hide his deep affection and persistence for Yvonne. Yvonne stood by the bed, her hair hanging loosely over her shoulders, as if she had just gotten up from bed. Her face was without makeup, and the mole on her nose stood out under the light. She slightly lowered her head, her vulnerable posture