Clark shook his head in disbelief. She still had the title of his profession on his name when Nana called his name.
Lucien was faintly smiling at the two. Nanna never changes, just like Clark never giving up. This conversation had happened many, many times before, but the results never seemed to change. He got into the room first, and he was astonished to see Brianna in his white shirt.
It was definitely a different sight from how she looked earlier. It warms his heart that she looked so divine and serene in white, plus the fact that it was his shirt. He walked briskly to reach her bed faster than Clark and made sure the duvet neatly covered her.
Nanna and Clark, who noticed him walking briskly, thought something happened, so their gaze followed him with a worried look.
