Desperate, Shifra cried out to Keaton for help. "Keaton, save me! Waaaah....."


    Before Keaton could say a word, Winona plucked a red rose from the bouquet Shifra had brought. She tore off a few petals and forcefully shoved them into Shifra''s mouth. "Delicious?"


    Shifra''s tears streamed down her face in humiliation. "..."


    Winona''s smile vanished, her expression turning ice-cold. "If you ever dare to mess with me again, it won''t be petals you''ll be eating. I''ll make you eat the thorns from the stem. Try me if you don''t believe it."


    Shifra''s eyes were red with fear. "!"


    Winona let her go, tossing the thorny stem onto her face. The thorns pricked Shifra''s cheek, but she didn''t dare make a sound.


    Getting to her feet, Winona walked to the hospital bed, grabbed a wet wipe to clean her hands, and smoothed her hair. She looked at Keaton. "I''m done talking to her. I''ll give you two some privacy."


    As Winona turned to leave, Keaton quickly stopped her. "You don''t have to go. I have nothing private to say to her."


    Shifra''s brow furrowed. "Keaton..."


    Keaton ignored her and said to Winona, "You got my parents to leave, so you have to stay and take care of me. Besides, it''s never a good look for a guy and a girl to be alone in a room together. I''ll feel morefortable if you stay."


    It was obvious he didn''t want her to leave.


    Winona had no idea what he was ying at. He couldn''t be alone with Shifra, but he could be alone with her? Was she not a girl?


    She didn''t dwell on it and simply walked over to the sofa and sat down. She pulled out her phone and started scrolling through videos.


    Shifra shot her a venomous re before getting up and walking to the bedside, crying softly. Keaton handed her a tissue. "Whatever is between you and Winona is your business. I''m not getting involved."


    Shifra wasn''t surprised. If he had wanted to get involved, he would have said something after the first p. She was furious, but she didn''t dare show it.


    Through her tears, she said, "I was the one who wronged Winona first. It''s only right that she''d hit me to let off some steam."


    She wiped her eyes and looked at Keaton with a pained expression. "How did you get so thin?"


    "It''s nothing serious," Keaton said dismissively. "What did youe here for today?"


    Shifra''s eyes welled up again. "... The reason blicly announced our


    breakup was because felt I wasn''t good enough for you."


    "I never thought you''d get so sick because of me. I feel terrible, so guilty... I rushed over as soon as I heard the news..."


    "Keaton, let''s stop fighting. Let''s get back together."


    Winona almost burst outughing. *Sick because of her? This girl really knows how to tter herself.*


    "Winona,e over here for a sec," Keaton suddenly called out.


    Winona looked up. "What''s up?"


    "I want to sit up. Give me a hand."


    Shifra immediately stood. "I''ll help you."


    Keaton shut her down. "No. We''re done. Let''s keep some distance."


    Winona rolled her eyes. *The way he said that, you''d think we weren''t done.*


    "Ancestor," Keaton called again when he saw she wasn''t moving.


    Winona''s scalp tingled. *Why is he dragging me into their drama?*


    She reluctantly got up, helped him sit, and tucked two pillows behind his back, Keaton squinted his charming eyes, a grin on his face. "My dear ancestor, would you be so kind as to get me a ss of water?"


    Winona: "..."


    She handed him the water. "Anything else?"


    "Nope, that''s all. Thank you, ancestor."


    He kept calling her ''ancestor,'' making Winona deeply


    ufortable She shot hin a few discreet res before retreating to the sofa to scroll on her phone.


    Shifra frowned. "Keaton, you and Winona..." Keaton''s reply was swift. "None of your business."