Chapter 674 Bittersweet Memory

The infusion room was crowded. As soon as Liam entered, he noticed Amelia sitting next to a middle-aged man. He too was receiving infusions. Liam frowned at the scene.

"Still can't behave properly even when sick," he said to himself, yet no one knew if he was referring to the man or complaining about Amelia.

There was a television in the infusion room. The middle-aged man seemed to be watching it, but his gaze wandered and occasionally landed on Amelia.

What frustrated Liam even more was that Amelia seemed oblivious. She was thoroughly engrossed in the television.

"May doesn't know how to handle things!"

Liam couldn't help but express his dissatisfaction with May at this moment. He quickly walked over, stood by Amelia, and blocked the middle-aged man's view with one hand.

Amelia suddenly felt a dark shadow and looked up to see Liam's face. She instinctively leaned back as Liam was so close to her.

"Didn't you leave?" she asked.

May had informed her that Liam woul