Samantha’s face went pale. She tilted her head up slightly, seeming so fragile, as if she would collapse into William’s arms at any moment.

“William, I don’t feel so good. Can you take me home?”

William gave her a nod and turned to Rachel. “Rachel, I’ll take her home first. How long will your IV drip take? I’ll come back to get you later.”

Rachel politely declined. “You don’t have to. Cecilia’s coming to pick me up. She’s been feeling down lately. I promised I’d keep her company.”

William studied her with a deep, unreadable gaze for a few seconds but didn’t try to persuade her. “Suit yourself.”

He and Samantha turned to leave the ward, but just as they reached the door, William suddenly stopped and looked back at Noah.

“Dr. Trevor, if this is how your nurses behave, maybe your hospital doesn’t need to be in business much longer.”

Noah jolted as if he’d just been electrocuted. His posture snapped straight. “Please rest assured, Mr. Lewis and Mr. Hunt. Even if you hadn’t said anything, we wouldn’t tolerate someone like that here.”

William looked away and left the room with Samantha.

Noah sighed in relief and immediately turned to the nurse, his expression now stern. “Starting tomorrow, you don’t need to come in anymore. Submit your resignation letter.”

The nurse looked like she was about to cry and pleaded with him. “Please, Dr. Trevor, can’t you give me another chance? I swear I won’t do this again.”

Noah didn’t even look at her. His tone was firm, with no room for compromise. “You’ve offended Mr. Hunt and Mr. Lewis’ wife. How am I supposed to protect you? Everything your supervisors told you clearly went in one ear and out the other. You ran into someone you can’t afford to mess with this time. There’s nothing I can do.”

He turned back to Tyler and bowed slightly. “Mr. Hunt, I sincerely apologize. Please, get some rest. I’ll leave you to it.”

He then grabbed the nurse and dragged her out.

The room finally quieted down again.

Rachel let out a sigh and glanced sideways at Tyler’s hand. “Is your IV drip okay? Do you need a fresh one?”

Tyler rested one hand behind his head. He seemed to smirk. “Are you just annoyed because you had to get jabbed again and want me to suffer with you?”

Rachel slouched and lightly tapped her own mouth. “Ugh, I really need to learn to shut up.”

Tyler wasn’t the kind of guy who cared whether people worried about him or not. To him, expressions of concern were just unnecessary noise.

He yawned and stretched. “I’m taking a nap.”

“Didn’t you say there was something wrong with the team-building proposal?” Rachel reminded him. “You said you needed to talk to me. Might as well go over it now while I still have the energy.”

Tyler turned away from her and lay on his side. “I sent it to your phone. Check it yourself.”

Rachel rolled her eyes. For someone so lazy, it was a miracle he managed to run a whole company successfully. She couldn’t wrap her head around it.

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Just as she was about to look away, she caught a glimpse of Tyler’s back where his shirt had ridden up a little.

There were overlapping wounds. They were starting to fade but still looked fresh enough to be from a few days ago.

“How did you get those wounds on your back?” she asked.

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