"I'm being treated here."
"Are you seriously injured?" His face turned panicked and anxious when he saw the blood flowing from Violette's wrist because she had forcibly pulled out her IV. "Why didn't you tell me?! You're bleeding!"
Violette stared at her wrist. Only a single drop of blood had come out, but it was enough to make Hans's cold face turn fearful and panicked.
He was a man who never flinched when faced with dozens of enemy guns and sneered when pushed to the brink of death. But now he was panicking and anxious just from seeing a single drop of blood on Violette's hand.
But all of that was just a facade.
Violette's heart was tired.
"I'm sorry, I was so focused on Damien that I forgot you were hurt."
"It's okay. I know Damien is more important because he is the heir to the Lombardi family." Violette smiled widely. However, her heart was crying for the child she had lost.
Hans looked at Violette's smile, sensing that something was different about her, and it made him uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry..." That was all he could say, then he realized Violette wasn't wearing shoes.
"Why did you forget to wear your shoes? Who took care of you at the hospital?”