"Bryan White, it turns out you knew her a long time ago! Why didn't you say anything the day you took her to the hospital?" She questioned Bryan White, her face tense.
Bryan White stared at Mabel Doyle beside her, not answering her question. His breathing was heavy, and his gaze lingered on the slender woman's body. After half a month of not seeing her, it seemed…she had become even thinner…
"Bryan White!" Noticing his gaze, Jane's heart tensed. She stepped forward, trying to see the emotions in the man's eyes more clearly.
She did not miss the undisguised pain in Bryan White's eyes. In an instant, she understood that Bryan White must care about Mabel Doyle as well; otherwise, he wouldn't have that expression.
This made her even more puzzled. If they cared about each other, why did they separate and torment each other?
"Bryan White…" she called again, voicing her doubt, "Why didn't you two ever be together back then?"
