Chapter 10. Looks Ugly

"Maverick, you don't need to worry about me. Go to work; I'll be fine. I'm used to being alone." Tatiana bit her lower lips and muttered in a demure, soft voice, her face as pale as a sheet.

There was an IV drip connected to her hand in the VVIP room of Imperial Top Hospital, one of the most famous and expensive hospitals in the country.

Maverick's heart ached, and his hands fell on Tatiana's hair to caress it softly. The doctor had told them they were lucky that Tatiana was rushed to the hospital at that time or a second late, and her situation would've gotten worse.

After the incident that year, Tatiana's health had gotten more frail, and she needed to stay at the hospital often, unlike normal people. Tatiana could count the places she had visited apart from the hospital all these years with one hand.

"I'll stay." He replied in a hoarse, caring tone.

A smile blossomed on Tatiana's face,