Matthew harbored concern that Lilah's wound might be aggravated by her anger, prompting him to release her arm and say, “Alright. Please, take it easy, Lilah. I'll visit you tomorrow."

“Please don't " Lilah rejected his offer outright.

Matthew turned away, his expression shifting as Lilah's rejection weighed heavily on him, his eyes dimming with disappointment.

As he reached the ward door, he stole a final glance at Lilah's injured back, a pang of sadness washing over him before he departed.

Outside the hospital, Matthew observed the ebb and flow of people and vehicles, Lilah's image lingering in his mind.

Reflecting on his actions, he felt a suffocating heaviness in his chest, unable to shake off the remorse gnawing at him.

Once Matthew's footsteps faded into the distance, Lilah reclined on the bed, closing her eyes as she delved into her thoughts.

In the days that followed, Lilah diligently followed her rehabilitation regimen within the confines of the hospital. One day, a call from Emma interrupted her routine.

Lilah found herself in need of signing several crucial contracts.

With limited options available, Lilah had no choice but to request Emma to send the contracts to her at the hospital.

Time slipped away swiftly.

A week later, with her recovery nearly complete, Lilah underwent the removal of her stitches, facilitated by Gerard, who assisted her in checking out of the hospital.

Just as she prepared to depart, her phone rang.

Seeing Effie's mame on the caller ID, Lilah answered with a smile, "Hello, Effie."

"I've arrived at the hospital, Lilah. Are you ready to leave? Have your stitches been removed?" Effie pushed open the car door and made her way into the hospital lobby.

Lilah replied, "Yes, we're on our way down in the elevator to the first floor."

Standing at the center of the lobby, Effie surveyed her surroundings before speaking. "I'll wait here for you. Let's celebrate your discharge with lunch together. It's my treat."

"No, thank you, Effie," Lilah insisted as she spotted Effie in the lobby with a fleeting glance when the elevator doors slid open.

"Weren't you supposed to be on the film set today?"

As Lilah spoke, she walked toward Effie with Gerard by her side.

"Come on. Let's have lunch together. Lilah, please!"

Despite Lilah's repeated refusals, she failed to convince Effie.

Eventually, feeling somewhat compelled, Lilah reluctantly agreed.

Effie had reserved a table at a high-end restaurant in a secluded area.

As they waited for their food, Effie glanced mischievously at Lilah and Gerard, seated across from her, and teased, "Lilah, when are you going to marry my brother? I can't wait for your wedding."

Lilah took a glance at Gerard, a smile tugging at her lips. "Be patient. It won't be long now."

"Really?" Effie's excitement was palpable as she leaned in eagerly.

Lilah nodded in response.

Lilah's words stirred Gerard's heart.

Turning to Lilah, he smiled gently and softly asked, “Lilah, have you made your decision?"