Orion caught her staring. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing," she quickly averted her eyes. "If you have work to do, go ahead. I'll be fine on my own."

Orion stood up. "Alright, I'll come back when I'm done. Call me if you need anything."

Watching his broad back as he walked out, Lemira let out a long breath.

For a fleeting second, she had desperately wanted to tell him that she remembered everything about the car crash. But the words had caught in her throat.

She pursed her lips. She would find a better opportunity to tell him.

Picking up her phone, she replied to Rowan's message: "I'm fine."

Almost instantly, her phone rang. Seeing Rowan's name, she hesitated before answering. "Hello. What do you want?"

Rowan's voice was remarkably gentle. "Your voice sounds a bit hoarse. Make sure to take some throat lozenges."

"I'm feeling much better now. Thank you for the medication."

Her feelings toward Rowan were incredibly convoluted, but there was no denying that his treatment was the reason she had recovered so quickly.

Hearing her thank him brought a spark of joy to Rowan's end of the line. "You're my sister. There's no need to thank me. It was my duty."

The warmth in Lemira's eyes instantly vanished. "If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up."

She ended the call without waiting for a reply. Rowan seemed to be saying something else, but she didn't care to hear it.

Maintaining strict boundaries was the best way to handle their relationship.

After staying in her room for a bit, Lemira decided to go for a walk to get some fresh air. In the hospital's small garden, she spotted Mrs. Amanda. She was also wearing a hospital gown, sitting alone on a bench, lost in thought.

Lemira paused, contemplating turning around and leaving. Their current relationship was entirely too complicated, and she wouldn't even know what to say.

A violent fit of coughing broke the silence.

Lemira turned back to see Mrs. Amanda hunched over, clutching her chest. She reached blindly for a water cup beside her, accidentally knocking it to the ground. Walking over, Lemira picked up the cup, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Mrs. Amanda looked up and froze. She immediately stood up. "Why are you here? Are you sick?"

Lemira offered a faint smile. "It's nothing major."

"You're hospitalized, how can it be nothing major? Did you come alone? Who examined you? I'll have Director Harrison take over your treatment."

The sudden influx of maternal concern caught Lemira off guard. "Orion brought me here. Director Harrison already checked on me." She gave a brief overview of the dorm fire.

"Thank goodness you're alright." A glimmer of delight appeared in Mrs. Amanda's eyes So Orion brought you here. That makes sense. I'm relieved; he'll definitely make sure you're well taken care of."

Lemira nodded at the cup. "Drink some water. It'll help your throat."

Mrs. Amanda took a sip and wiped her mouth. "Sorry you had to see that."

"How are you feeling?"

"It is what it is. I'm just waiting for the kidney transplant."

"When is it?" Lemira asked.

"Next month." Mrs. Amanda looked at her warmly. "Don't worry, everything is arranged. He didn't agree to the Sinclair family's terms,

so they can't threaten him You have

nothing to worry about."

Lemira quickly shook her head. "I—I wasn't worried about that. I was just worried about your health."

"I'll be fine Once you and Orion are

officially together, I'll finally be at peace you don't have to worry about his grandmother either. Once she knows the misunderstanding is cleared up, she won't oppose it."

Mrs. Amanda's smile grew brighter. "When the time comes, your wedding needs to

be a grand celebration."

Lemira shifted uncomfortably. How did the conversation suddenly jump to a wedding?