Chapter 207

There was an unusual silence in the ward after Nelson spoke. It was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing. Sabrina stood by the bed with her hair all tousled. It was clear that she had just gotten out of bed. Her hair was messy, and the small mole on her nose was quite prominent without makeup. At that moment, she looked vulnerable with her slightly bowed head as if she needed a comforting embrace. Sabrina was stunned. He really had gone mad. How long had it been since she was ill at Clapham Mountain? He talked about "repaying" her illness by getting sick himself—would that make it even? That was not how it worked. "That's all in the past. There's no need to dwell on what has happened," Sabrina said while looking at him calmly. "You've moved on, but I can't," he said. His voice sounded a bit hoarse and frail due to his illness. "Didn't you say before that you would let go? I think things have been quite good during this time," Sabrina said They were relatively