Thomas was firmly opposed, and Alice Turner was just as determined about going back to the company to explain things, but she didn't argue with him anymore.
She glanced at him, pushed the door open, and walked into the ward.
At this point, Benjamin Shaw still hadn't woken up; his eyes remained closed as he lay there in a passive sleep.
Alexander Shaw and Isla Lane were standing by the bed, heads lowered as they looked at Benjamin on the hospital bed, their gaze fixed, their expressions intent.
Even when the three people outside all came in, the two of them didn't notice; they just kept standing there, motionless, staring at their son.
"Uncle, Auntie, you two should sit down." Alice pulled over the two chairs that weren't far away and let Alexander and Isla sit.
Hearing her voice, Isla only tilted her head to glance at Alice, then lowered her gaze again to continue looking at her son, Benjamin.
