Chapter 111 Anger in the Hospital Room

Yvonne leaned against the old bench, her gaze empty, appearing calm yet inside, her heart was like a stormy sea. It was close to noon, and while the sunlight was warm, the metal surface of the bench still felt cold. This coldness seeped through Yvonne's thin clothes, as if nature itself was trying to help her cool down her uncontrollable emotions. After about ten minutes, Benson finally emerged from the plain, unremarkable hospital building. As he approached the bench and stopped in front of Yvonne, his deep-set eyes carried complex and unreadable emotions. Looking at Yvonne, she slightly raised her head, her eyes a mix of expectation and unease, yet maintaining her elegant demeanor. After a moment, she spoke, "Can I go in now?" Benson seemed to hear a command. He slowly bent down, his large hand gently gripping Yvonne's shoulder, his fingers unintentionally applying a bit of pressure. "Let's go home first." Yvonne's lips curled into a cold smile, a deep sarcasm in her laugh.