"You bastard, why didn't you tell me anything!" Summer Shawcross gritted her teeth, breaking down in his arms as she cried and blamed him.
Her brother was clearly alive,
yet he hadn't told her a thing, hadn't let her know anything!
That feeling of losing him once, then losing him a second time, only to finally get him back again in the end, made her heart surge with excitement and joy!
Hearing the dissatisfaction in her voice, a hint of helplessness appeared on Noah Drexler's face. He could only press his thin lips together and speak to her in a low voice.
"I'm sorry."
Before this, nothing had been settled yet, and the comatose Sean Shawcross might not even wake up, so he had chosen not to tell her anything.
It wasn't until not long ago that Sean, whom he'd had sent abroad for treatment, suddenly woke up, and only then did he start putting everything on the schedule.
With all the back and forth, it led to her only finding out about this now.
