Olivia waited a moment before he turned around. His narrow eyes were bloodshot, like he hadn't slept well.

Her heart skipped a beat. "Is something wrong with Grandma Evelyn?"

She turned to rush into the hospital room, but he caught her wrist. His voice was deep and low, "It's not about Grandma."

"Then what is it?"

Olivia looked at him questioningly, seeing his dark eyes but unable to read what he was thinking.

He said coldly, ...