Leonard paused his grip on the steering wheel and nodded in agreement.


    "Sis, I''vee to see you. Where''s my brother?" Eugene said as he bustled into the hospital room, armsden with an assortment of snacks and essentials.


    When Eugene heard M was in the hospital, he didn''t waste a moment, gathering supplies and heading straight there. However, upon entering, he found her alone in the room, tucked into the sterile white sheets of the hospital bed.


    M managed a smile and shifted the conversation, "You didn''t have to bring all this."


    "I''m staying here with you," Eugene replied matter-of-factly.


    M was taken aback. A warm sensation swept over her heart, reminding her of Eugene''s recent derations about wanting to be her "little brother, her son."


    So, it wasn''t just a joke?


    Little brother... She instinctively pulled her hand under the covers.


    Eugene came over, unloading the snacks while grumbling, "I should have stayed


    a bit longer when I was hospitalized. Then we could have been roommates, keeping each otherpany."


    M couldn''t help butugh, "Is that supposed to be a good thing?"


    "Heh, just kidding."


    Eugene tore open a packet of mixed nuts and handed it to M. "Good thing I''m all healed up now. That way, I can take care of you."


    M epted it with a smile.


    "You''re still recovering from your surgery. I''ve only got a head injury, not a broken limb. I can manage, and if need be, I''ll hire a nurse. Don''t worry."


    "No nurse would be as thorough as me," Eugene said with determination. "Besides, head injuries are delicate. You need to be extra careful."


    He nced at the bandage wrapped around her head, his concern evident. "You shouldn''t have gone when my brother called that night. Let them handle their own mess..."


    M nibbled on the nuts and responded with a quiet smile.


    Eugene poured her some hot water and noticed the insted food container by the bedside. He raised an eyebrow.


    "What''s this?"


    "Oh, Harper brought some nourishing soup," M replied nonchntly.


    "Why haven''t you drunk it?" Eugene asked, peering inside. The container was still full, steam gently rising from the untouched broth.


    He regretted the question immediately. It was clear M wanted nothing to do with the Montgomery family anymore.


    Thankfully, he had made his stance clear early on...


    Eugene closed the lid with a chuckle, "No worries. I''ll have the nearby hotel send fresh soup every day. We''ll enjoy it together."


    M shook her head, amused, but didn''t refuse.


    After some light chatter, she asked Eugene to check on her medical expenses and hospital fees.


    Eugene hesitated. "Sis, you were so good to my brother. You gave so much. Why shouldn''t he cover some of your medical costs?"


    M shook her head. "This is between me and the Suthend family. It really has nothing to do with him."


    Since she was set on a divorce, she would only take what was rightfully hers.


    Eugene felt a lump in his throat. He wanted to argue that it was impossible for his brother not to be involved. His brother was shrewd; the Suthend family hadn''t caused trouble in years, and suddenly they did now, just as M was divorcing? Who would believe that? His brother must have been hiding his true nature all along.


    But he held his tongue. Without evidence, spreading suspicions would make him seem like a gossip, and he didn''t want to ruin the good rapport he had with his sister.


    Besides, matters between a couple, even if they were separating, were not his ce to interfere.


    Eugene decided to leave it at that and smiled, agreeing to her request.


    Once outside her room, he didn''t head to the billing office right away. Instead, he made his way to a different ward downstairs.


    He hadn''t pressed M for details about that night, respecting her feelings, but he had done his own investigating beforeing.


    Whoever had hurt his sister wouldn''t get away with it!