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.

calls, she made another

and Everett had just passed the security check

seeing the name on the screen. He looked at the

phone

the beep on her phone and

no hint of emotion in

"Miss Johnson."

She heard Davis's voice.

on the

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

"Where is he now?"

"He is busy."

"Let him answer."

said, "Miss Johnson, I'm not

said this, Melody

phone, threw

being neglected like this in the past, but now she could. However, she did not know

half an hour, and the pleasant voice of the stewardess sounded in the cabin. "Hello, dear passengers. It's 5:00 pm in Paris. Your flight will arrive in H City in 12 hours. Please..." Everett leaned back on his

days later.

day. They took Max

when

o'clock when Brayden began to pack

high school teacher's birthday was today. He had agreed with his friends that

"It looks like it's going

she went to the closet and

knitted this

Drink less and do not drive after drinking. Call

not stop when she said these words. She straightened his scarf and clothes with slender fingertips, looking kind and sweet. Brayden held Olivia's

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