"Ah!" Yvonne gasped, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck. She stared


    at him, her beautiful eyes wide with shock.


    "Bet, what are you doing here?"


    "If I didn''te, were you nning on hopping around on that cast forever?" Bet asked with a sigh.


    "My assistant went to get my prescription. I was just going to the restroom," Yvonne exined, a little embarrassed.


    As soon as the words left her mouth, Bet carried her straight into the bathroom.


    He set her down gently before turning to leave, carefully closing the door behind him.


    He didn''t go far, waiting right outside the door. When Yvonne emerged, he scooped her up again and carried her back to the hospital bed.


    Yvonne sat on the edge of the bed, her leg in its heavy cast swinging slightly. "Won''t this trip interfere with your work?" she asked.


    "I just got back from a mission, so I have two days of leave. My flight back is tomorrow night," Bet exined.


    Yvonne nodded. "Well, since you''re here, you can deal with this."


    She reached for her purse on the nightstand, pulled out the check Emma had given her, and handed it to Bet.


    "A while ago, Mrs. Moore came to visit Thomas on set and gave me this."


    "A weing gift?" Bet raised an eyebrow, ncing at the amount.


    "It''s severance pay."


    Bet let out a cold snort, tore the check into pieces, and dropped them into the recycling bin by his feet. "I''ll handle it. Don''t worry about it."


    "Okay," Yvonne said, not pressing the issue.


    But Bet looked at her, asking, "Thomas is in the same production as you again?"


    "He just had a guest role. His part wasn''t very big, and he''s already wrapped his scenes," Yvonne replied.


    "Stay away from him. He has ulterior motives where you''re concerned."


    Yvonne just shook her head and smiled. "Bet, you''re so jealous."


    "Want to find out just how jealous?" he murmured, leaning in to kiss her, just as the assistant pushed the door open.


    The assistant froze in the doorway, her face a picture of awkwardness. She cleared her throat. "Should I...e backter?"


    Yvonne was mortified, her cheeks flushing a deep red.


    Only Bet seemed unperturbed. He straightened up and looked at the assistant. "You got the medicine?"


    "Yes," the assistant nodded quickly, handing theb reports and prescriptions to Bet before making a hasty retreat.


    Bet ced the medication on the nightstand and began carefully reading through Yvonne''s medical reports.


    The X-ray confirmed a minor hairline


    fracture which wasn''t too serious. However, as he


    fooked over her


    basic chart, his brow furrowed.


    "You''re Rh-negative?"


    "Oh, yes. I am," Yvonne confirmed.


    In her past life, she had ordinary


    Type B blood, just like he w


    Bruce But her current body


    different, with a rare blood type.


    She had only found out during her heart surgery.


    "Is there a problem?" she asked.


    "No. It''s just that with a rare blood type, you have to be extra careful. Injuries and surgeries can beplicated," Bet said.


    "Oh," Yvonne replied with a nod.


    With Yvonne hospitalized, Bet stayed with her overnight.


    The next day, he took a flight back to Istra and rushed back to the base.


    Yvonne remained in the hospital for observation


    cast was removed sh After


    emoved, she


    the set to continue filming


    The production finally wrapped for the holidays on the day before Christmas Eve.