They entered the sophisticated, neat, European-style bedroom. He placed her on the bed, and soon after, the doctors arrived to check on her—the same doctor who had been treating her from the beginning.
After they were done, the doctor said, "For any reaction to today's ordeal, we will have to wait until tomorrow. If she turned out fine, then that's a good news for us. All she needs to do is take her usual medications. Make sure not to expose her to crowded surroundings for a few days."
James hummed in acknowledgment of the doctor's instructions.
The two nurses who had been taking care of her all this time—the same ones who brought her—helped Caryn with everything. Once she was ready to sleep, James entered the bedroom.
"What? Are you planning to sleep in my room now? Didn't you hear the doctor?" she spat out, already jumping to conclusions about his intentions.
"I was just here to say good night," James replied calmly.
