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Chapter 640
Corinne arrived at the hospital.
Sunny was staying in the most expensive single–occupancy ward. He was unconscious on the bed with a bandage
wrapped around his forehead. His brows were knitted tightly together as though he was having a nightmare.
Corinne looked at the idiotic Sunny with her brow raised. “Why isn’t he awake yet?”
Xante pinched the space between her brows and sighed. “The doctor said the force of the impact was really strong
so it might take him a while to wake up.”
Corinne frowned. “How did a big boy like him crash into a glass door in broad daylight?”
Xante was left quite speechless by Sunny’s idiocy too. “Remember when you asked me to make sure he doesn’t get
to go to the World Hacker Conference? Well, I pretended to fall sick to distract him and it worked ‘cause he was the
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“However, when he went to the dispensary to get me some medicine, he was in so much of a rush that he didn’t
see the spotless glass door in front of him and so he crashed into it. The glass door immediately shattered into a
million pieces and the doctor said with that kind of impact, he was lucky that he was lucky to not have come away
with broken bones.”
Corinne was speechless and the corners of her mouth kept twitching. She did not know what to say to that. Sunny
was a kind–hearted kid by nature, though he could be arrogant and bad- tempered sometimes, but his heart was
really in the right place. Otherwise, he would not have been in such a worried state over a woman he just met to
run into a glass door.
It was also the reason why Corinne never really resented him for making her life difficult because she knew he was
just trying to protect Anya. Lucas, however, was a different story. She hated him with all her guts.
Xante blamed herself for what happened to Sunny. “Sorry, boss. It was all my fault. I should’ve kept a close eye on
him.”
Corinne turned to Xante and put her hand on her face. “No, it’s not your fault. I know how clumsy he can get so he
only has himself to blame so don’t you worry about it, okay? You can leave the rest to me and carry on with your
day now.”
Xante smiled. The look in her eyes showed that she respected Corinne as someone she could depend on. She still
had to go back to the company to do some work so she nodded and said, Okay. I’ll make a move first. I’ll come pick
you up tonight and we can go back to the hotel together. Don’t forget we have an early flight back to New Capital
City tomorrow.”
“Okay,” Corinne said and then she saw Xante off with her eyes.
There was only her and the still–unconscious Sunny in the ward. She pulled over a chair to the bed and sat down on
it. From time to time, she would look up from her phone to check on Sunny.
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‘Ghostlord should be awake by now. Maybe he has even left the hotel room? I hope everything’s okay on his side,‘
she thought.
A few hours passed without anything happening when suddenly Sunny weakly called out his sister’s name.
“Anya!”
Corinne, who was previously on her phone, raised her brow and turned to look at him.
“Anya!”
Sunny’s eyes were still closed, yet he kept repeating Anya’s name over and over again with a frown on his head.
Corinne reached out her hand and patted him not–too–gently on the face. “Wake up! Your sister is at home waiting
for you.”
Sunny did not wake up. Instead, the frown on his forehead became even deeper as though his nightmare just
turned for the worse. He suddenly grabbed Corinne’s hand and said, “Don’t go, Anya!”