He had promised not to let her get hurt again, yet she was still injured.
It was his fault, knowing full well that she might harbor ill intentions toward her, yet he still clung to old memories, thinking she wouldn't lay a hand on her.
He bowed his head and rested his forehead on the back of her hand, "I'm sorry, Norris."
Trenton Smith had slept in the family ward.
He had nightmare after nightmare throughout the night and woke up at seven in the morning.
He had only slept for a little over three hours.
After waking up, he couldn't fall back to sleep, so he simply got up and took a shower in the bathroom.
When he left the room, a female bodyguard was already guarding his door.
Sophia, seeing him come out, respectfully greeted him, "Young Master Smith, you're awake."
Trenton Smith nodded and walked toward Norris Moore's hospital room.
