Cole opened the door, and the housekeeper walked in, carrying a thermos. "Sir, the soup you requested is ready."


    Kieran nodded, ncing up toward the second floor. As if just noticing L, his gaze softened, and he smiled. "L, you''re awake?"


    L returned his smile, and her gaze was warm. "Uncle Kieran."


    "I was thinking of visiting Terry at the hospitalter," she said as she descended


    the stairs. "He really helped me out yesterday, and I''d like to thank him personally."


    "That''s only right," Kieran replied, his eyes shifting to the thermos the housekeeper had just brought in. "You can take this to him."


    Cole, who had just seen the housekeeper out, froze for a moment. Wait... Wasn''t the soup meant for L? Could Kieran be overly...


    Before Cole could fully process his thoughts, Kieran added, "I also had something else prepared for you. It''s being kept warm in the kitchen. Would you like to try it?"


    His naturally maic voice, now tinged with tenderness, made even Cole feel captivated. He ced a hand over his chest, wondering if he''d been single for too long. Maybe Kieran really was the ideal partner.


    Once this busy period was over, he might take a few days off to find someone himself.


    Meanwhile, Kieran had already brought out the food from the kitchen. He nced at Cole, who immediately hurried over.


    Kieran''s cooking skills were top-notch. If it weren''t because of L, he wouldn''t even get a taste. Not even Terry, the lifesaving hero, had as much privilege as he did.


    The three of them finished eating, and then Cole left.


    Kieran drove L to the hospital. Once they arrived, he parked the car and turned to her. "I''ll wait here for you."


    L nodded, carrying the items she''d prepared as she got out of the car. Having Kieran tagging along everywhere probably wasn''t ideal. If Terry were awake, he''d likely feel ufortable, too.


    When she reached the hospital room, the door was slightly ajar. L knocked lightly, and when she heard Terry call her in, she pushed the door open and entered.


    Terry looked a little surprised to see


    her.


    8 table with neatly sliced t up on the hospitale


    fruit


    was set over hisp.


    "L, how are you doing?"


    Kieran had reced the bandage on


    L''s head that morning. It was


    clean, with no visible traces of blood.


    However, Terry couldn''t help


    wondering if she had any other


    injuries.


    L shook her head, cing the thermos and fruit basket on the table.


    "When you shielded me, I..." Before she could finish, someone suddenly shoved her from behind.


    "Are you here to show off?"


    L stumbled, grabbing onto a nearby chair to steady herself.


    "Yelena!" Terry moved abruptly, wincing as pain shot through his injury, making his face go pale.


    "Take it easy." Yelena quickly stepped forward to support him.


    Terry grabbed her hand. "Yelena, this is L; she''s my friend. You met her yesterday. Why did you push her?"


    He didn''t scold her and asked calmly before turning to L.


    "Sorry, L. Yelena''s got a good heart, but she''s just upset because of my injury. She''s worried, and she''s a little emotional."


    L nodded. "It''s true that you got hurt because of me. She''s your girlfriend—she has every right to be upset. I''m really sorry..."


    "What are you pretending for?" Yelena snapped, her voice sharp and tearful. "Who cares about your apology? I just want Terry to be okay!"


    Tears streamed down her face as she clung to Terry''s hand, looking


    utterly aggrieved. She cond


    this."


    just can''t bear seeing you