Veiled Intentions

In a VIP ward of Aldoria Hospital, Gideon sat by the bedside, letting the pale-faced middle-aged woman hold his hand.

"Gid, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you," the woman spoke weakly as if she'd just fought a battle.

"Gid, I didn't mean for this to happen. My mom was in critical condition and wanted to see you, so I called you," Daphne chimed in with a concerned look. She poured a glass of wat