The nurse’s aide hadn’t finished speaking when Jace Kingsley interrupted her. The aide paused and said, "That’s not possible, I must stay here with Miss Sterling." Jace said nothing more, looking at the aide as the warmth in his eyes began to fade. Seeing the change in Jace’s gaze, the aide instinctively shrank back, feeling a sense of fear. Not daring to look at Jace, the aide turned her gaze away: "I..." "I’m a very good friend of Ava’s. If you’re unsure, you can call Lauren Howell to confirm my identity." Before the aide could speak, Jace continued, "Ava got hurt because of me, I have to see her." Jace’s voice was gentle, without a hint of arrogance. The aide looked at him and noticed the clarity and sincerity in his eyes, with no trace of coldness. It seemed what she had just seen was her own illusion. Before the aide could respond, Jace took out his phone and called Lauren Howell, quickly handing the phone to the aide: "Lauren Howell will speak with you." The aide wasn’t deliberately trying to prevent Jace from entering; it was Justin Quinn who had instructed to let Miss Sterling rest and recuperate well. Now that Miss Sterling was asleep, she didn’t want to let anyone in to disturb her. But with the phone handed to her, it would be rude not to take it. The aide took the phone: "Miss Halloway." "Jace is a particularly good friend of Ava’s. He can take good care of her, so let him in, and don’t disturb them." With Lauren Howell’s words, the aide couldn’t say anything further: "Okay." Follow current novels on novel·fıre·net Handing the phone back to Jace, Jace spoke a few words with Lauren Howell before hanging up. The aide said, "I’ll be right outside, sir. If you need anything, just let me know." Jace put down the phone and said, "Ava likes snacks. Go to this store and buy these things for her." Jace opened his phone, displaying the address and pictures for the aide to see. The aide nodded after looking: "Okay, I’ll go buy them right away." She quickly left, and Jace watched her go, put away his phone, and gently opened the door to enter. The hospital room was quiet, and to help Ava Sterling sleep better, the aide had drawn all the curtains. The room was dim, and Ava Sterling slept even deeper. Jace quietly placed the things he brought on the sofa, then quietly walked over and sat in the chair. Because of her injury, Ava Sterling couldn’t sleep on her side and could only lie flat, her long black hair braided loosely in front of her, slightly messy in sleep. Her eyes were closed, and she didn’t awaken from Jace’s entry, her eyebrows relaxed from deep sleep, looking extremely well-behaved. When Ava Sterling’s eyes were closed, she looked like a good girl, but once she opened them, she was nothing like one. Yet whether her eyes were open or closed, she was still Ava Sterling. The ever-changing Ava Sterling. Jace sat by the bed, looking at her brows and eyes, his gaze gradually becoming gentle... Ava Sterling slept for two hours, during which she had a dream. In the dream, a boy held her hand, his hand larger, tightly grasping hers. In the sunlight, he pulled her along to run, the wind ruffling his hair, light enveloping them, and she couldn’t see his features clearly. But she felt at ease, reassured, following him as they ran through many places, seeing beautiful sceneries, feeling very happy and carefree. The gentle voice entered her ears, and Ava Sterling opened her eyes in a daze, looking at the person sitting by the bed: "Jace?" Ava instinctively wanted to rub her eyes, but as she lifted her hand, a slight pain shot into her mind, and she refrained. However, this pain did wake her up. She looked around and saw no nurse’s aide, nor Lauren Howell, just Jace. She said, "Why are you here?" He wasn’t someone with free time; he was very busy. She hadn’t expected him to come see her again so soon. Seeing her just waking up, naive and even her voice soft, Jace’s eyes lit up with a smile: "I only came after finishing things up." "How are you feeling, any better?" "I’m not that fragile girl; give me a few more days, and I’ll be discharged." Saying this, Ava looked at the foot of the bed and said, "Could you raise the bed a little? It’s hard to talk to you lying flat ." Her wild and carefree nature awakened along with her. Jace’s mouth curled up: "Sure." He went to the foot of the bed and adjusted it, making Ava feel much more comfortable. Now fully awake, Ava said, "I’m really sorry about that night. I forgot to tell you before leaving. You must have been worried, right?" Jace looked at her earnest brows, sensing the regret in them, and shook his head: "I was worried, but no need to apologize. Just tell me from now on if anything comes up, and it’s all good." Ava felt very moved; every time she was with Jace, she felt like a treasured gem held in a hand, treated and protected with care. She didn’t know if others could feel this, but she could truly feel his value for her, making her want to cherish him as well. To cherish such a good friend. "I promise you, nothing will ever happen again!" Ava’s expression was firm, with not a trace of insincerity. As they talked, Ava suddenly noticed the things placed on the sofa and froze.