Noah Drexler took the cotton from the tray, grabbed Summer Shawcross’s arm without a word, and placed the cotton on it, pressing down with his long thumb.
Because he had tricked her into getting a shot earlier, Summer Shawcross moved her arm slightly in dissatisfaction, trying to break free from his grip.
Seeing this, Noah Drexler frowned and spoke in a low voice.
"If you don’t want to keep bleeding, stay still!"
"..." Although Summer Shawcross was unhappy, she didn’t want to cause trouble for herself, so she could only grit her teeth and settle down.
Her gaze, however, unconsciously lingered on the man.
Noah Drexler sat at the bedside, seriously watching her arm, pressing the cotton with his fingers to stop the bleeding for her.
His handsome face was as expressionless as ever, yet... she inexplicably felt a gentleness from him.
Inexplicably, she felt a sense of stability in her heart.
This was the first time she realized how charming he was when he was so focused.
Even though he was merely concentrating on doing something trivial...
Had she been blind before, not realizing that this man beside her was so safe and reliable?
...
After a few minutes, Noah Drexler finally released the cotton in his hand.
On her pale arm, where she had been injected earlier, the bleeding had stopped, and the taut expression on his handsome face finally relaxed a bit.
At this moment, Sean Morgan, who had gone out to check the situation, returned and quietly spoke to Noah Drexler, who was sitting at the bedside.
"Boss, there are more and more reporters outside. Given Madam’s identity, if we go out now... it could be troublesome."
Summer Shawcross is a singer, though only somewhat famous, but the recent headline news with three young idols caused quite a stir, with many fans expressing disappointment in her and numerous criticisms.
If her identity were to be exposed now, it seems it would invite more discussion.
And Sean Morgan knew well that Noah Drexler never wanted her to be casually talked about online.
...
"Have a servant bring some clothes over; we’ll stay here tonight." After listening to Sean Morgan’s words, Noah Drexler frowned slightly and then instructed.
Sean Morgan nodded, glanced at another bodyguard nearby, and the bodyguard immediately understood, taking out his phone and leaving the ward.
Seeing this, Summer Shawcross couldn’t help but turn to look in the direction of the window, but unfortunately, the curtains were tightly closed, and she couldn’t see anything.
However, from Sean Morgan’s words, she could also guess the situation outside.
She remembered back then when Zeke Sawyer’s accident happened, all the major news websites crashed because there was too much discussion.
Perhaps she could take advantage of this opportunity...
...
Late at night, more and more journalists gathered outside the hospital, and even inside the ward, the commotion outside could be heard.
Summer Shawcross sat on the hospital bed, holding the phone just delivered by a servant, browsing the internet.
Sure enough, several news websites had crashed, and of those that remained accessible, they were filled with news about Zeke Sawyer.
Summer Shawcross nonchalantly opened a news article to read. The article included an interview with a staff member on the cruise ship, who not only described the circumstances of Zeke Sawyer accidentally falling into the water but also reported that he was rescued by a woman.
However, the news also mentioned that Zeke Sawyer had not yet regained consciousness.
Just as Summer Shawcross was holding her phone, seriously reading the news, the bathroom door in the VIP ward suddenly opened.