Krista's POV

I stormed back to the ward, and just entered the door, my mobile phone vibrated.

When I saw it was Cheney, I immediately picked it up. "Hello?”

On the other end of the phone, Cheney only said a few words, which made me stop.

"Krista, Uncle Jacob is dead."

In Cheney's voice, there was sadness and loss.

"How did it happen?" I'm a little surprised.

"He was in his room. After eating with Flora, he took a lot of cyanide and committed suicide. The people who monitored his room found him. When we arrived, he... had already died. Only a suicide note was left."

I sat on the...