"Maverick, you don't need to worry about me. Go to work; I'll be fine. I'm used to being alone." Tatiana bit her lower lips and muttered in a demure, soft voice, her face as pale as a sheet.

There was an IV drip connected to her hand in the VVIP room of Imperial Top Hospital, one of the most famous and expensive hospitals in the country.

Maverick's heart ached, and his hands fell on Tatiana's hair to caress it softly. The doctor had told them they were lucky that Tatiana was rushed to the hospital at that time or a second late, and her situation would've gotten worse.

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