Chapter 4 I Will Take Care of Her

When I regained consciousness, Jeffrey was sitting on the edge of my hospital bed.

His chin was rough with unshaven stubble, and his eyes were clouded with fatigue, a stark contrast to the polished figure I remembered.

Relief washed over his face the moment he noticed I was awake.

"Evalyn, you're awake at last… You've been in a coma for three whole days," he said, his voice trembling slightly. "I was so worried about you!"

All the suppressed pain surged back at the sight of him, making my heart feel as if it would explode.

Without a second's hesitation, I slapped him forcefully. "How dare you show your face in front of me?"

His expression wavered, and bitterness filled his eyes.

"I'm sorry," he whispered with genuine regret. "I didn't know your father had really been in an accident. I should've been there for him… That was my mistake."

At that moment, Melinda stepped forward, her lips pressed tightly together. "I'm sorry, Evalyn. If you need to blame someone, blame me. It was