"Miss Ning, everyone likes to be free. But you have been taken away from the hospital before, right? Don't you remember that incident?"

What happened that day was still fresh in her memory, because it led to the most terrifying days of her life. But Nancy thought this was a different case, so she argued, "You said it yourself. I was in the hospital when it happened. Now, I am at home. I don't need bodyguards here!"

"No, if a bad guy targeted you, he would find an opportunity to kill you no matter where you are. Miss Ning, you'd better listen to Mr. Fu." Trying to convince her, Hiram smiled a little.

"So, do I have to have the bodyguards around me wherever I go?" asked Nancy.

When Hiram nodded, she almost groaned in frustration.

"Are you watching my every action?" At last, Nancy understood why Charles seemed to know everything she was doing.

Her intuition had been telling her that maybe he had appointed someone to follow her anywhere.

It turned out that she was right all along!

From Hiram's eyes, Nancy had confirmed her guess.

After thinking for a while, Hiram said slowly, "Miss Ning, please understand that Mr. Fu is just worried about your safety."

Alas, Charles said he doesn't love me. Why do I still care about him? Isn't this asking for trouble?'

Shaking these thoughts away, Nancy turned off the table lamp. The room instantly darkened, and the moonlight broke through the window, making the room more desolate.

Nancy took the remote control and turned the room temperature up a little.

Even so, she didn't feel warm, but even colder.

Her eyes were closed, but she still couldn't fall asleep. It felt as if her heart was on fire.

So, Nancy sat up and turned on the lamp. She grabbed her book and decided to read.

Minutes had already passed, but she still didn't feel sleepy at all. Nancy reminded herself again and again that she had to go to work tomorrow, and there would be many patients waiting for her. So she had to take good care of herself.

Still, she couldn't fall asleep, so she had to take a sleeping pill.

Sure enough, the sleeping pill worked, and Nancy quickly fell asleep.

After a while, she felt someone already scratching her face.

Automatically, she thought Charles finally came home. "Charles?"

"Mommy, it's me. It's already dawn. Why don't you get up and make breakfast for us?"