“Boss, we have moved Miss Irie to another room,” Axel bowed to Augustus and politely reported.

“Hm.” Augustus indifferently responded and strode into the ward at a fast yet elegant pace.

As if already expecting Augustus to come, Gillian’s eyes were eagerly fixated on the door. Upon seeing Augustus open it, Gillian immediately tried to sit up.

Augustus' heart skipped a beat at her dangerous action, and he hurried toward the woman. “Careful.” Augustus quickly helped her lie back on the bed.

Gillian immediately held Augustus, her lips quivering and her eyes teary. She burst into tears. All this while she had held it in, but she couldn’t anymore. “Augustus,...