Deep Love Hidden From Him
Chapter 393

Theodore pursed his lips. He just liked spending time with her. His feelings for her had never changed over the years.

"Sleep early. I'm on duty tomorrow and can't take care of you here. I'll send Alastair and Adrienne here tomorrow," Everleigh said.

"Sure," Theodore replied, and didn't say anything else.

The next day, she felt the dazzling sunlight shining on her face. She slowly opened her eyes and was rather surprised to wake up in a different environment. "Are you awake?"

She sat up and turned around to look at him. She couldn't react for a while.

Theodore chuckled when he saw her puzzled and confused face. He asked, "You didn't sleep well last night, did you?"

"I think so... My head hurts a little," she said as she grabbed her hair. It took her a while to remember why she was there.

Then, she got off the sofa and headed to the bathroom. After she freshened up, she went downstairs for work.

'TH drop by for lunch later," Everleigh said before she left the ward.

Theodore nodded. He suddenly remembered something and called out, "Wait."

"What is it?"

He grabbed an apple from the table and handed it to her. "Here, eat this apple before you start working."

She raised her eyebrows. She took the apple and then went out.

He smiled as he watched her leave the ward.

It was still rather early when she returned to her office. She put on her white coat and sat down. She took a glance at Galen's ward. She pondered for a while before getting up and heading over to his ward. Galen had already woken up the night before. She was occupied with Theodore, so she had forgotten about it, but it wasn't too late for her to drop by.

She entered the ward and saw Galen's wife, Messie, feeding him. Messie got up as soon as she saw Everleigh.

"Dr. Trevino, are you here to do your rounds?" She greeted.

Everleigh nodded and smiled in response. Her gaze was then fixed on the food container in Messie's hands. She saw meat inside it.

"Um, he can't take greasy food yet," she reminded.

"I know, but he..." Messie paused and looked over at Galen.

Everleigh could tell that he wanted to eat meat, but his condition wouldn't allow him to do so.

He sighed. He was so emaciated that his eyes were already sunken in.

"I'm the one who insisted on eating this. I know I don't have much time left," he said.

"You've just had an operation, it's better not to eat these," Everleigh suggested to Messie, "Why don't you get him some oatmeal or soup instead?" "Alright then," Messie replied. She then turned around to leave the ward.

Galen watched as she left the room, before returning his gaze to Everleigh and asked, "Dr. Trevino, is there something you'd like to ask me?" She took a deep breath and sat on the sofa. She asked, "Galen, do I look familiar to you?"

He was startled by her question. He looked at her carefully; she did look familiar.

She smiled faintly. "Let me remind you then. Eight years ago, in the back alley of Godfrey Group."

As Galen heard her words, he widened his eyes and stared at her in disbelief, "You... You are that woman."

"Do you remember now? Isn't it strange to meet me here?" Everleigh asked, with a gleam of irony shining through her cold gaze.

Galen was shocked to the core to replace out that the doctor who was treating him was that woman.

"You... When did you..."

"When did I recognize you? To be honest, I only remember a few of you from back then; I'm not familiar with the rest, but just when I was doing my rounds in your ward, I found a bunch of pictures in your pocket, and one of them had Sanchez in it," she explained.

He sneered, "Sanchez wanted me to keep that picture as a remembrance. Who knew you would somehow replace it. D*mn, we're really ill-fated, aren't we?"

"It doesn't matter if we're ill-fated or not, what does matter is that I finally recognize you," she said.

"What do you want to do then? Kill me, or call the police?" He asked calmly. He wasn't furious at all.

She only told him about it to let him know that his life was in her hands.

Everleigh mocked, "With your condition right now, do I still have to do anything? I'll only dirty my hands if I kill you."

"Then why are you revealing yourself right now? I'm about to die soon. What more can I do to make you satisfied?" Galen asked. He really couldn't figure out her intention.

Her eyes turned cold as she spoke in a deep voice, "Before Sanchez was discharged from the hospital, he told me who was behind everything. Unfortunately, he died with his wife in a car accident the very day he was discharged. You're his good friend so you should know who killed him."

He stared at her with his murky eyes. He wasn't bothered with her words at all.

"Are you asking if I know who killed Sanchez?"

"Yes."

"I don't know," he answered without hesitation.

Everleigh snickered when she saw that he was quick to answer. "Galen, I'm a doctor, I know a thing or two about psychology. From the way you've just answered my question, you clearly know. The two of you seem really close in the picture, and I know people like you cherish brotherhood more than anything else. Are you telling me you have no idea about his death?"

She smiled as she leaned on the sofa. She looked at Galen silently.

The confidence in his face slowly faded away.

"I really don't know," he said.

"You guys treat each other like real brothers, and now that he's dead, you won't even do anything about it? The guy standing beside Sanchez in the picture, he looks like he might care more about him than you do. If I'm not mistaken, his name is Derick Lawson, right?"

He finally understood. "You've been investigating us, haven't you?"

"Sort of. You're all technically my enemies, so I have to do my research."

He didn't know what to say next. It was only normal for Everleigh to take revenge after everything that she had gone through.

"I've been sick for quite a while now. I know that Sanchez was hospitalized, and I know that he's dead, but regarding who did it... Since you've just mentioned that Derick cares more, why don't you ask him about it?" Galen said as he panted. His breathing was getting rapid.

She passed him an oxygen mask to help with his breathing.

He took it over and breathed heavily. It took him a while to alleviate his breathing.

"Ever since Sanchez died, these people have all disappeared. It'd be hard to replace them," he continued weakly.

Their brotherhood was indeed strong. They had done countless bad deeds together. Every time they met a good-looking woman, they would use wicked methods to fulfill their wishes. Everleigh's experience was already considered easy.

He had only learned that karma did exist after he fell seriously ill.

He was the best proof.