Chapter 593

Not long after the car left, a Ferrari pulled up outside the hospital.

The door opened and Melody got out of the car.

She was wearing long leather boots, a black coat, a black beret and two large earrings.

Her wore red lipstick and sunglasses, looking as fierce as ever.

However, the thermos in her hand offset her fierceness.

She walked into the hospital and headed to Everett's ward, but there was no one inside.

Only the cleaner was cleaning.

Melody stood at the door, looked at the empty ward, and asked, "Where's the patient?" There was no emotion in her eyes when she said this.

The cleaner heard her voice, looked at her, and then said, "He has been discharged."

Melody stayed silent.

She looked at the hospital bed in the ward and thought of the person on the bed, sometimes lying or sitting up. Her grip on the thermos tightened. An hour later, the car stopped at the airport.

The driver took the suitcase out of the car. Davis went to get the boarding pass, and Everett's phone rang.

He picked up his phone. Seeing the name on the screen, he put the phone in his pocket and looked at the flights on the LCD screen in front of him. Melody listened to the busy tone on her cell phone, hung up, and made another call.

But it was still the same sentence, telling her the number was being busy.

She hung up again and called again.

making three calls,

the security check when Davis's

the name on the screen. He looked at the

phone kept ringing

beep on her phone

of emotion in

"Miss Johnson."

She heard Davis's voice.

grip on

person who was walking further and further away and followed him. "Mr. Weston is

"Where is he now?"

"He is busy."

"Let him answer."

paused and said, "Miss Johnson, I'm not

Davis said this, Melody knew

up the phone, threw the

like this in the past, but now

passengers. It's 5:00 pm in Paris. Your flight will arrive in

later.

stayed at home that day. They took Max out for

passed quickly when Brayden

was almost four o'clock when Brayden began to

agreed with his friends

looks

she went to the closet and

knitted this scarf

I think I should tell you in advance. Drink less and do not drive after drinking. Call me when you are coming back." Olivia was a human who could feel things. Brayden was good to Olivia. Olivia would

him. Her movements did not stop when she said these words. She straightened his scarf and clothes with slender fingertips, looking kind and sweet. Brayden held Olivia's hand and his eyes sparkled.

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