About an hourter, they arrived at the private hospital owned by the Hanson Group.


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    The moment Reba walked into the hospital room, she saw Jeffrey lying unconscious on the bed. His usually perfect features now looked worn out from all the overtime andte nights, and he was noticeably thinner than before.


    At that moment, it was impossible to say she didn’t feel anything.


    “Ms. Jensen,” Barry greeted her politely.


    “So, what did the doctor say?” Reba asked, trying to keep her voice steady.


    “They just finished checking him, but we don’t know the results yet,” Barry answered. Remembering today’s divorce and all the drama, he scratched his head awkwardly. “Ms. Jensen, I know it’s a bit much, but I have a request.”


    Reba looked over at him. “Just say it.”


    Barry shot a nce at Jeffrey, pale and silent on the bed, then said, “Seriously, Mr. Hanson didn’t mean to drag things out about the divorce. Please, don’t be too hard on him?”


    Reba replied with a soft “Mm–hmm.”


    Barry’s eyes instantly sparkled. “Really?”


    Reba confirmed, “Really.”


    Barry pressed his hands together dramatically. “From now on, you’re my goddess! If you say east, I’ll never even think about going west.”


    Reba stayed silent.


    About five minutester, Dr. Johnson walked in, holding the test results.


    Everyone’s eyes locked onto him. Gregory stepped forward and asked, “How’s Mr. Hanson?”


    “He fainted from exhaustion and not eating properly,” Dr. Johnson exined, then turned to Gregory and added, “No matter how busy work gets, you folks need to remind him to eat. His health is the foundation of everything.”


    Gregory’s face was full of question marks.


    He looked genuinely puzzled. “Mr. Hanson never misses a meal. How could he possibly be skipping meals?”


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    Even when they workedte into the night, Gregory would always order him a midnight snack, just in case he got hungry from all the overtime:


    Dr. Johnson flipped through the test results again, his brow furrowing. “There’s no way.”


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    “Here are the records of the meals I ordered for Mr. Hanson,” Gregory said, pulling up his chat history with the restaurant manager. “Every meal was bnced, and I watched him eat it all.”


    “That really shouldn’t be happening,” Dr. Johnson said, looking clearly puzzled.


    With Jeffrey eating like that, even if he digests super fast, he shouldn’t be showing test results like these.


    Clearly, Jeffrey must have been skipping meals for days now.


    Tommy, who’d been just standing there like a prop, suddenly piped up, “I know!”


    Barry looked baffled, totally caught off guard.


    Everyone else turned to look at him too.


    Tommy spoke in that robotic way of his. “Mr. Hanson threw up everything he ate.”


    “Don’t just say random stuff if you didn’t see it yourself,” Barry said, knowing Tommy’s brain worked differently and assuming he was just messing around. “This isn’t the time for jokes.”


    “I’m not messing around,” Tommy said, with a straight face. “I saw it myself.”


    Gregory pushed, “When did you see it?”


    Tommy wentpletely silent.


    Barry urged, “Seriously, just say it!”


    Tommy furrowed his brow, looking extra serious. “Mr. Hanson told me I’m not allowed to tell you guys.”


    Gregory was at a loss for words.


    Barry was too.


    Sometimes being tight–lipped is a good thing, but if you take it too far, it just means you can’t even bend a little when you should.


    Gregory said smoothly, picking up on the situation, “Why don’t you tell Ms. Jensen instead? Mr. Hanson listens to her. As his bodyguard, you should listen too.”


    Tommy pondered it for a few seconds, then agreed quickly, not missing a beat.


    Tommy pulled Reba into a quiet corner of the room and spilled everything–every detail he’d seen and


    known.


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    About two weeks ago, Tommy had gone to ask Jeffrey when he’d be sent back to protect Reba. That’s when he caught Jeffrey throwing up in the bathroom right after dinner. Tommy even asked if he should call Gregory and take him to the hospital, but Jeffrey just told him not to say a word to anyone.


    “That’s it, that’s the whole story,” Tommy said, wrapping it up.


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    Reba gave a subtle nod, then went over to Dr. Johnson and the rest, quietly filling them in on everything Tommy had shared with her.


    Tommy looked totally baffled.


    He blurted out, “What’d you go and spill Mr. Hanson’s secret for?”


    Reba hesitated for a moment, then replied, “It’s for his own good.”


    Tommy wanted to say, ‘Even if it’s for Mr. Hanson, you can’t just go leaking secrets like that! But <i>then </i>he thought, ‘Reba isn’t like everyone else–so never mind. He swallowed the words and kept his mouth shut.


    “Seems like Jeffrey’s been throwing up pretty much every time he eatstely,” Dr. Johnson concluded. “Otherwise, there’s no way his test results would look like this.”


    “Any idea what’s causing it?” Barry asked, clearly worried. “Is there any way to figure it out?<i>” </i>


    Dr. Johnson answered, “If it’s not some physical issue with his head or stomach, maybe it’s stress, or just psychological. Only Jeffrey himself knows for sure.”


    Gregory shot Reba a quick side–eye without thinking.


    He was starting to put two and two together.


    “His stomach’s still fine, so we’re not at the danger zone yet,” Dr. Johnson added, genuinely worried about Jeffrey. “Just make sure someone keeps an eye on his meals every day so this doesn’t happen again, and he should start getting better bit by bit.”


    “Got it,” Gregory replied.


    Honestly, as Jeffrey’s assistant, Gregory felt like he’d really dropped the ball on this one.


    He couldn’t believe he was only finding out about something this serious just now.


    “If you guys have things to talk about, do it outside. Jeffrey’s been under way too much strain–physically and mentally—and he really needs to rest right now,” Dr. Johnson reminded them, thinking back on what he’d overheard earlier. “Let’s save everything else for when he wakes up.”


    “Got it,” Barry replied.


    “Got it,” Tommy echoed.


    Dr. Johnson nodded and then turned to Reba. “You’re free to make arrangements however you want.”


    “Dr. Johnson,” Gregory called out.


    Dr. Johnson turned to look at him.


    Gregory paused for a second, thinking about why Reba hade all the way to Jsburg today. After weighing it over, he finally asked, “How soon do you think Mr. Hanson will wake up?”


    “Not until the afternoon at the earliest. Dr. Johnson replied. Taking Gregory’s position into ount, he gave a senous warning. And even then, as his doctor, I really wouldn’t rmend letting him jurtip right back into


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    Gregory nodded with a hint of relief. “Understood.”


    Dr. Johnson nodded, grabbed the test results, and headed out. Tommy and Barry instinctively stepped outside to chat. Soon, it was just Reba and Gregory left alone in the hospital room.


    Gregory hesitated for a moment, picking his words carefully. “It’s still several hours till afternoon. Why don’t I take you to the hotel so you can get some rest? I’ll reach out as soon as Mr. Hanson wakes <b>up</b>.”


    “No need,” Reba replied tly, heading straight for the bed. “I’m not waiting around for hours”


    Gregory was momentarily stunned.


    He understood loud and clear–Reba was just waiting for Jeffrey to wake up so she could get the divorce


    over with.


    “Just let me know if you need anything,” Gregory said, keeping things short. “I’ll be over in Dr. Johnson’s office.”


    Reba just replied softly, “Alright.”


    Gregory headed out, making sure to bring Mark with him–he didn’t want Mark talking trash about Jeffrey or the rest of them in front of Reba.


    As the door closed behind her, Reba dropped onto the single sofa next to Jeffrey’s bed, flipped her phone to silent mode, and let her gaze linger on him, taking in the sight.


    ‘Honestly, I don’t even know how to describe what I’m feeling right now,‘ she thought to herself.


    ‘Am I worried?‘ she admitted silently, ‘Yeah, a little.‘


    ‘But will that stop me from getting a divorce?‘ she decided, ‘No, it won’t.


    Reba just sat there quietly, watching Jeffrey sleep peacefully, breathing steady. She didn’t say anything to disturb him, and didn’t force herself to think about anything else.


    Just after eleven, her phone lit up with a message from Jessica: [Did you get the divorce papers yet?]


    Reba replied: [Not yet. Something came up, and I got dyed.]


    Jessica shot back: [What happened? Was it you or Jeffrey who held things up?]


    Reba started to type “Jeffrey,” but, thinking Jessica might jump to conclusions, she erased it and messaged instead: [Honestly, it’s neither of us. I’m just a bit tied up right now, I’ll let you know once it’s done.]


    Jessica replied: [Alright.]


    Reba slipped her phone away, and the moment her eyes met Jeffrey’s, she realized he was awake and


    staring right back at her.


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    Only then did she really notice–after all thosete nights, Jeffrey’s deep ck eyes were shot through with red veins, and honestly, he looked a lot more worn out than he used to.