I nodded. I took a breath and said, "Doctor Saunders, can we talk?"

He frowned and raised his hand to take a glimpse at the watch on his wrist. He raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure you want to talk to me at this time?"

It was eleven at night, so it still wasn't too late in the night.

I nodded and said, "It won't take long, just wanted to have a few words with you."

He curled his lips and walked to the living room. He sat down and put the medical kit in his hands away. He looked at me and said, "Sure!"

I sat down in front of him. I handed him a glass of water and asked, "Doctor Saunders, have you seen Monique recently?"

He raised his eyebrows and set eyes on me in a deep and distant way. He knitted his brows, "No, what's wrong?"

I felt very upset and added, "She's not here anymore!"

As I spoke, my hands trembled but I still stared at him seriously. I noticed that his hands too was trembling as he held the glass of water in his hands.

Afterwards, he pursed his lips, glanced at me and replied, "She's not here anymore...what does that mean?"

"She's dead!" I felt a lump in my throat and lowered my head subconsciously to hold back the tears in my eyes.

narrowed his eyes and asked deeply and quietly,

Monique's request, I would continue keeping it a secret. He pursed

"She was

his eyes a dark, bottomless pit.

was!" I

air weighted down in the living room, and I

time, he peered at me without any expression on his face. He got up and looked at me

a moment and

got up and walked out of the

room. So, Monique was just

me standing in the hall without saying a word, she could not help but asked curiously, "What's wrong with Doctor Saunders? He was fine when

questioned Minnie, setting my eyes on

in just now. But he didn't respond at all. He almost bumped into me

my head. My mood wasn't as bad as before. Does this mean that Monique isn't that dispensable to

back away from the door and went back up to

when I saw Hendrix had changed into a suit and his hair was neatly combed.

and said with

shook my head. "It's not that, it's just very late now. Plus, it's snowing outside and you're sick. It's not good for you

sneered mockingly. "What's

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