Chapter 55 Clashing and Jealousy

• Lewis Snow’s body really was tough. In just a week, the places sliced open by bomb fragments had already started to scab. He couldn’t sit still anymore—he wanted out. Lying in a hospital bed day after day was boring as hell. If not for Shirley Greenwood and Phantom dropping by now and then to keep him company, he might’ve bolted already.
• “Are you getting ready to be discharged?”
• Dr. Shen Juan pushed the door open in her white coat and stepped in, catching Lewis halfway through changing, shirtless. Her eyes widened at the crisscross of scars on his bronze skin. How many times did he have to get hurt to carry that many marks?