Chapter 5
Robert left in a hurry, as if he was running away from something.
It was almost as if he was fleeing in panic.
1 followed him silently all the way to the hospital.
When the staff saw him, their expressions weren’t as respectful as before; instead, they seemed conflicted.
Even someone as oblivious as Robert noticed something was off.
His hands trembled slightly, but he forced himself to keep walking forward.
Chapter 6
The moment Lucas saw Bobert, he sneered, “De Wrighe finally decided to come to the ye
Robert clenched his fists tightly, trying to hold back his “Lars, outpu
“Who’s pushing it, me or you? Your wife dies in a car accide, and you take forever to by HISAP
“Enough” Robert interrupted Lucas, annoyed, “Stop ging along with Geor*‘***
“She’s fine; there’s no way she’s dead! And don’t you dare drey, Molly both
didn’t respond; he simply tossed a thin piece of paper in from of Robwit
“What’s this?” Robert stared at the paper, his face turning pele,
Lucas scoffed, saying each word clearly, “Georgia’s death certifirme)
I thought Robert would at least feel a little sad for me, even if just for a we
But without even looking at it, he grabbed the certificate and tore # into places,
I smiled bitterly,
Robert, do you really hate me that much?
His eyes reddened as he glared at Lucas, gritting his teeth. “You’re lying”
But then, Lucas’s next words shattered Robert’s denial.
“If you want to know whether I’m lying, come see for yourself”
Lucas led Robert to the place where my body was kept.
Even now, Robert refused to believe I was dead,
As he walked, he scoffed, “You think you can just find anyone to pretend to be Geo
I stopped when his gaze landed on my wrist.
There was a distinct scar on it.
Robert had won countless awards in the medical field, hailed as a prodigy
I had always cherished his hands.
To me, his hands were meant to save lives,
Once, during a dispute at the hospital, a patient’s family member charged at Robert with a knife, aiming to injure his hands.
In that critical moment, I reacted quickly, shielding him with my own hand.
Because of that, I ended up with a long scar on my wrist.
When Robert finally saw my face, his legs gave out, and he almost collapsed.
He shook his head frantically, muttering, “This can’t be, this can’t be…”
Lucas looked at me with pity before slowly telling Robert, “Yesterday, we called you repeatedly, but you didn’t pick up. Georgia’s injuries were severe. You had performed a similar surgery before, and if you had been there, she might have survived.”
“I want to ask, where were you when we called you, and why didn’t you answer?
Robert fell silent.
