In the hospital, Ashton, who was lying on the hospital bed, slowly opened his eyes. What welcomed him was the starry star on the ceiling.
He blinked his eyes repeatedly to make his sight clearer.
'I'm in the hospital,' he said in his mind. His brain replayed everything that had happened.
Ashton's eyes landed on the clock hanging on the wall, it was four in the morning. That explained the serene sound of his surroundings.
Although he was on the VVIP floor and it was more stranded and quiet than the normal wards, however during the day, there were still signs of life, unlike the death sound of the night.
Ashton scanned his room and his eyes landed on the figure that was sleeping on the sofa that had turned into a sofa bed at the side.
Phoenix was curled like a ball on the sofa bed, with only a thin blanket covering her lower body.
