The noise made by Alexander Johnson woke up Chloe Simpson, who had just fallen asleep.
She opened her eyes to see Alexander with his phone, looking particularly anxious, continually making calls.
Ever since she had known Alexander, he had always been someone who took things slowly and was never hurried or flustered.
It seemed as if everything was always within his easy control.
She had never seen Alexander this anxious before.
Even when he learned he had contracted AIDS, Alexander remained so calm.
Chloe really couldn't imagine what could make him this anxious.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" she couldn't help but ask instinctively.
Hearing Chloe's voice, Alexander turned around abruptly and glanced at the door, thinking of the people Gabriella had sent to guard them.
"Chloe, scream now, start screaming, hurry!"
He couldn't afford to answer Chloe's question and rushed to the bedside.
"What? Alexander, what's going on?"
This left Chloe even more baffled.
