Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 859

Wait a minute.

Claire suddenly snapped out of it—why was she even analyzing this?

Whatever Wilbur's reasons were, they had nothing to do with her. She was already drowning in her own messy life; there was no need to drag innocent bystanders into it.

Besides, every time she argued with Felix lately, he would bring up Wilbur to get under her skin, and it seriously annoyed her.

Staying in the hospital was boring and frustrating. Especially for someone as energetic as Claire, being cooped up was an invisible form of torture.

After her morning IV was done, Claire couldn't sit still anymore and wanted to go out for some fresh air.

The assistant Wilbur had left behind insisted on following her, claiming it was an order from Mr. Prescott.

Right in front of her, Claire did a few stretches and some jumping jacks to prove she was perfectly healthy and far from incapable of taking care of herself.

"Alright then."

The assistant understood. Everyone needed their own space.

Because it was raining, Claire could only wander around inside the building. After walking a lap and finding nothing interesting, she figured she might as well go back to her room and play on her phone.

Just as she was turning back, two familiar figures caught her eye.

At the end of the corridor, a tall, slender man was carefully supporting the woman walking next to him. He had his head bowed slightly, listening intently to whatever she was saying.

His expression was tender and focused.

Although the woman next to him was wearing a mask, Claire would recognize those pitiful eyes even if the woman turned to ash.

Claire stopped dead in her tracks, instinctively stepping aside to hide.

It felt like a needle had pierced her heart. It hurt a little, but it was bearable.

When someone hurried past the two of them, Felix instinctively shielded Madeline in his arms, terrified she might get bumped. He protected her flawlessly.

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