Irene Nadine's POV

In the quiet ward, I was lying on the bed with a pale face. My eyes were open, but my eyes were wandering on the ceiling.

I still remember what I did last night. I went back unexpectedly. Now I can come here must because he sent me here. Why is he still so good

Tears streamed down her cheeks. I miss him so much.

"Can we meet? I want to tell you something." I sent the message uneasily, but there was no reply.

I felt much better now, so I went through the discharge formalities. I learned from the nurse that he took me to the...