Chapter 198
Sabrina rolled her eyes and pondered for a moment. "Yeah, I'm pregnant with octuplets. You can have one."
Abigail burst out laughing. "Are you a pig?"
"You had to ask, didn't you?"
…
Arriving at the hospital, Sabrina found Dylan lying in bed.
His head was wrapped in bandages. Although the swelling had subsided, his face still bore clear bruises. With one leg in a sling, the once dashing young man looked rather bedraggled.
Seeing Sabrina, Dylan froze and instinctively pulled up his blanket.
Sabrina was aware of his source of embarrassment. The doctor had forbidden him to move, so he had to use a catheter.
"I brought you lunch," Sabrina said. She unpacked the food and positioned a pillow behind him for support. "How are you feeling?"
"Why are you here, Mrs. Tucker?" Dylan seemed uneasy.
"I came to see you. Are you afraid to see me?" She laid out the lunch.
"It's not that…" Dylan looked at Sabrina. "Mrs. Tucker, I'm sorry. I screwed up."
If it hadn't been for him, Nelson wou
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