By the time Dorothy had reached Belle's ward, it was already very late at night. It was an hour before midnight.

She was exhausted. The moment she walked into the outer room of the ward, her legs were so weak she almost fell down. Fortunately, Germaine reached out to catch her in time before she fell to the ground.

Germaine quickly pulled a chair over for Dorothy to sit down. "Sh*t, Dory, you almost scared me to death. I called just to tell you that Belle is awake, there's no need for you to rush over in the middle of the night. What are you worried about? If I hadn't...