In a VVIP hospital room. The rays of the sunshine into the white room. A serene ambiance drifted in the quiet room, except that the continuous typing on the keyboard broke the calmness in the hospital. 

Tatiana’s eyes were transfixed on the man who was typing on his laptop swiftly, and her heart was exceptionally racing at the sight of the peerless Adonis sitting opposite her. 

Maverick was quietly reviewing a contract on his laptop; occasionally, his brows would arch as if he ...