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    “Brilliant! Seems like you’re not a fool after all,” Raegan said, gently lifting Shiloh’s chin with one hand. “Now, spill it. Did Maia really spend four years locked up in Wront Prison?”


    Sweat began to drip down Shiloh’s forehead. His eyebrows knitted together as he swallowed nervously.


    “Is this question really that hard?” Raegan snapped, raising one eyebrow, clearly running out of patience. “You better think hard… What matters most to you? Your daughter, or Maia?”


    “I was told not to dig into Maia’s business,” Shiloh admitted, his voice shaky. “But I found out… there was a stretch when she wasn’t in Wront Prison, and during that time, there were no records of Maia being there.”


    Raegan’s eyes narrowed, showing that she had anticipated this answer. “Don’t worry. I’ll protect you,” she said, pulling out her phone to call Kiley. “He’s ready toe clean.”


    Raegan pressed the phone close to Shiloh’s lips, her voice firm and leaving no room for argument. “Go ahead, tell him what you’ve uncovered.”


    After finishing all the transfer paperwork, Maia was finally helped into the ambnce.


    Chris climbed in too, taking the seat beside her, his eyes fixed on her face.


    Maia looked over at Chris and reached out her hand.


    Chris responded by grabbing hers tightly.


    “What’s wrong?” he asked.


    “Nothing,” Maia replied, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. “I just felt like holding your hand. It helps me calm down.”


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    In reality, she was quietly checking Chris’ pulse and temperature.


    His hand was warmer than before, and his heartbeat was steady.


    This made Maia breathe easier. It seemed Chris was pulling through after all. Chris felt a wave of gratitude as he sensed the warmth of Maia’s hand in his.


    For a brief moment, words failed him.


    His heart was pounding.


    It was the very first time he’d ever held Maia’s hand like that.<fn8691> The source of th?s content is find[?]ovel</fn8691>


    Nearby, a nurse watched the scene unfold and couldn’t resist saying, “You two really are deeply in love.”


    She didn’t recognize Maia, and quietly muttered to herself, “I miss those carefree days of young love, when just holding hands made my heart skip a beat. Now, after ten hours at work, I don’t even want to talk to my husband.”


    Maia and Chris shared a look and smiled, deciding to keep quiet.


    Still, the nurse had a point. That feeling was pure young love.


    Simply holding hands brought a flood of emotions.


    Soon after, the ambnce pulled up outside Wront GoodWill Hospital. Hurst, who had somehow gotten wind of the situation, was waiting at the entrance to personally wee Maia.


    When Hurst spotted Chris, he didn’t show any scorn despite Chris’ notorious identity. Instead, he greeted him with a warm smile. “Chris, it’s been a long time. You look even better than I remember.”


    Maia stole another nce at Chris after hearing that.


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