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When Glenn said that, Soren didn’t get angry at all, despite having just been punched. 

In fact, he almost found Glenn’s words amusing. 

He gave a cold, dismissive laugh. “You’re meddling in things that don’t concern you.” 

“Evangeline is my wife. Whatever happens between us is no business of yours.” 

With that, he turned and headed upstairs. 

Two grown men fighting in the hospital lobby was hardly a dignified spectacle. Even though the place was quieter than usual at this hour, there were still enough people around for their scuffle to draw attention. Already, a handful of onlookers were watching; if they kept going, it would probably make the news by morning. 

Soren had plenty of ways to deal with Glenn–there was no need to brawl in public like a pair of schoolboys. 

Still, what surprised Soren was that Glenn’s reaction seemed genuine. He really did have feelings for Evangeline. 

Soren didn’t understand why–and frankly, he found it laughable. 

When Evangeline woke again, the first thing she saw was Soren sitting on the sofa across from her, reading a newspaper. 

For a moment, she thought she was still dreaming. 

She closed her eyes, only to open them again a few seconds later. 

Soren noticed this time. He tossed the newspaper aside, stood up, and pressed the call button by her bedside. 

A minute later, Liam hurried into the room and ran through a series of checks. Afterward, he spoke quietly with Soren, then left as quickly as he’d come. 

Evangeline hadn’t said a word the whole time. 

She couldn’t help stealing glances at Soren’s face. 

There was a dark bruise on his cheek–a fresh mark, clear as day. 

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Had he gotten into a fight? 

Evangeline was genuinely surprised. Soren was never one for physical 

confrontations. He considered fighting beneath him, and with his kind of influence, he never needed to get his own hands dirty. A single glance from him was usually all it took for his people to handle any trouble. 

Besides, in a city like Serenity, who would dare lay a finger on him? 

Soren didn’t seem to notice her scrutiny. When Liam left, he finally walked over to her, standing tall and looking down at her as he always did, a brooding shadow over her bed. 

His expression was still grim. 

Evangeline suddenly felt uneasy under his gaze. She ducked her head, avoiding his eyes. 

She knew why he was here–he was probably angry about last night. 

She hadn’t meant to faint yesterday. When she finally came around, she’d been so anxious to talk to Glenn about the new project that she’d completely forgotten her promise to Soren. 

But then again, Soren had broken more appointments with her than she had with him. That thought made her feel oddly at peace. 

He didn’t say anything, and she saw no reason to apologize first. 

Nearly half a minute passed in silence. Then Soren finally moved. Evangeline braced herself for a scolding, but instead, he calmly pulled a chair to her bedside and sat down. 

He’d been angry–he’d wanted to confront her as soon as she woke up. But seeing her now, pale and small in a hospital gown, all his anger drained away. 

He’d known about her car accident and the miscarriage, but he hadn’t realized how serious it was. 

The doctors said there was a good chance she might never be able to have children again. 

Strange–he’d never wanted her to bear his child. But the moment he thought she might be pregnant, he’d found himself warming to the idea. And just as quickly, the possibility had been ripped away. 

Soren’s feelings were a tangled mess. After a moment’s thought, he said, “The doctors have told me about your condition, but nothing’s certain. Don’t let it weigh 

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too heavily on you.” 

Evangeline heard the stiffness in his voice–awkward, unfamiliar. It took her a second to realize he was trying, in his own clumsy way, to comfort her. 

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