Chapter 68

"No." Three years of marriage with Scott passed smoothly, and after the divorce, she hoped for the same. Alas, it seemed such a wish would not come true. She did not want a repeat of what happened tonight in the hospital room, so it was better if she did not interact with Scott, Olivia, or Sasha. "Okay." Charles looked at her calm face, tightened his grip on the handles, and wheeled her into the hospital room. Scott watched as the person with a withdrawn gaze and a calm expression disappeared from his sight. For the first time, he felt a sense of restlessness in his heart. The night was quiet, especially after 10 p.m., and the hospital was no longer bustling with people. Silence gradually settled in the building. Scott stood under a street lamp outside the hospital, his cigarette tucked between his fingers. The halo of light enveloped him, and the end of his cigarette still glowed. "Ms. Sasha left the hospital at eight-forty. At eight-fifty, Mr. Charles and Mr. Goodwin left the