Sarah had not yet recovered from the consternation.

A man's voice sounded above her head, and the deep voice seemed to have hidden meaning, "Sarah, we meet again."

"Couldn't you just pretend we don't know?"

Sarah rolled her eyes in her heart.

"Miss Murphy, you know Mr. Brown."

It was the dean who spoke.

In front of Maurice, he was like a humble little follower, without a bit of the prestige of a dean.

Sarah was a little shocked. Looking at the dean's respectful attitude, she was astonished again by the man's identity.

Brown Hospital was the property of Brown Family.

And for this man in front of her, his surname was Brown.

Sarah stared at his delicate facial features and seriously guessed his identity.

When thinking of a certain possibility, Sarah's face turned pale. Maybe, this man was the heir of Brown Family.

The man who had always been rumored to exist as a god—Maurice.

"Sarah, don't stand at the door. Let Master Brown come in."

Savanna's voice from the back awakened Sarah, and she stepped back aside to let him in.

Maurice stepped into the ward and did not immediately walk in.

Instead, he said to Sarah who wanted to leave, "In a few minutes, a team of experts will come over to the ward to give the aunt a consultation. So don't leave."

Sarah's head was raised again suddenly.

Look straight into the deep pupil of Maurice's dark black eyes.

Who was his aunt? This man was shameless.

She didn't want to have any relationship with him, okay? Why he looked like he knew her well?

A slight stunned expression flashed on the dean's face. What Mr. Brown said seemed to be not the same as the original arrangement.

But he dared not say anything.

After an hour, the consultation ended.

Maurice was always present during this period. When he was about to leave, Savanna asked Sarah to send him out.

As soon as they left the ward, she heard a familiar shout from the end of the corridor, "Sarah!"

It was Mazen.

He quickly came to the front, "Sarah, I ask you to visit the ward of Beth. Why are you... What is that on your neck?"

Mazen's tone changed suddenly, and his eyes turned sharper.

Next to her, Maurice looked calm and stood there indifferently, enjoying Mazen's face turning dark.

Sarah was suffocated.

She instinctively fended off Mazen's hand, "We could talk about it later. Don't disturb my mother."

"Remember my phone number. Call me whenever you need help."

Maurice's suddenly interrupted, which struck Mazen's heart like a flash of lightning. Only to see his eyes suddenly sharpen, "Sarah, how do you know him?"

When did she meet Maurice?

Just now Beth's words jumped out of his mind. Mazen's face grew darker, "Sarah, what Beth said is not true, right? Tell me, that thing on your neck is not a hickey..."

"What did Beth say?"

Sarah did not answer the question.

Suddenly the voice turned a bit cold.

"Don't affect aunt's rest."

Maurice poured oil on the fire.

In front of Mazen, he deliberately leaned towards Sarah, lowering his voice and saying gently to her ears.

Mazen looked coldly into Maurice's eyes.

Sarah frowned. This man was intentional to do so.

"Maurice, Sarah is my girlfriend. Get away from her."

Mazen felt angry to see them acting so intimately.

After he finished speaking, he went to hold Sarah, "Beth is still waiting in the ward. Follow me to the ward now."

Sarah was unguarded and was caught by Mazen.

After a few steps, she began to struggle, "Mazen, let me go. I will go by myself."

Just now outside her mother's ward, she didn't want to worry her mother.

Mazen didn't let go, and kept pulling her into the elevator.

Entering the elevator, Sarah was pressed against the elevator wall by him.

Mazen's eyes swept the kiss mark on her neck, and his eyes glowed with jealousy, "Sarah, who is that man?"