Driving down the road, Rosalynn opened her car window.

The wind tousled her hair.

Gradually, her composure returned.

After checking the time, she decided to visit Barlow at the hospital.

He had saved her life; she couldn't just Leave him alone.

Upon entering the hospital, Rosalynn headed to the restroom first.

Standing near the restroom were two stern, imposing men in black.

She cast them a fleeting glance, failing to notice the person emerging from the restroom until she bumped into her.

“I'm sorry." Rosalynn hastily steadied herself and apologized to the young woman.

She appeared to be about Rosalynn's age, petite with delicate features.

Before the woman could respond, the two men in black promptly moved to block her path.

Rosalynn narrowed her eyes, recognizing the men as the young woman's bodyguards.

“It's okay. I'm fine." The woman stepped out from behind her bodyguards.

Rosalynn looked at her.

"May I pass now?"

The woman studied her for a moment before nodding.

As Rosalynn entered the restroom, she was nagged by a sense of confusion.

The woman had observed her as if they'd met before.

Outside, the young woman averted her gaze and asked, “Is that her? The woman whom Barlow is pursuing?”

"Yes, that's her," confirmed the bodyguard.

The woman clenched her fingers, turned around, and walked away.

After exiting the restroom, Rosalynn headed to Barlow's ward.