Bab 43: Threatened

Woodhull Private Hospital…

The warm sunlight lit up the compound and gave it a calm and cheerful vibe. Patients, visitors, and staff were scattered around, enjoying the peaceful day. A few patients sat at shaded tables under big umbrellas, playing games like chess and Scrabble.

Some kids, who looked a bit pale but happy, ran around chasing bright balloons that swayed in the gentle breeze.

Their laughter was at least comforting.

Nurses and caregivers walked between the groups to help out when needed or joining in on the smiles and conversations.

Seated in a wheelchair, Scott looked distinctly out of place among the jovial scene.

He wore the standard patient's uniform, though his lean, muscular build made it look less like medical wear and more like casual loungewear.

Scott's face showed mild annoyance as Emma playfully pushed him forward down the path.

She had such a cheerful grin on her pretty face.