Suddenly the door of the ward was pushed open, and a charming woman came in with a fierce manner.

“Miss, Miss Carter...” Chester looked at her and stammered. After all, he had just mentioned her, so he was somewhat guilty.

“You go out.” Madeline looked at Chester disdainfully.

Chester seemed accustomed to her attitude, but he still stood in front of Simon’s bed.

Madeline glared at him angrily. “Dare you not listen to me?”

“Miss Carter, Young Master is still injured….” ...