Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 726: Goodbye

As instructed, Sven acted the second the clock struck twelve. Sliding the door open carefully, he peeked his head out and looked left and right. Unlike usual, there wasn't anyone around, as if everyone were giving him time to do what he had been tasked to do from the start.

This only showcased the power of the person-the man who had put him in this situation.

"Not important," Sven muttered, shaking his head to push away the sudden thoughts and fear that surged within him.

He carefully stepped out, closing the door quietly behind him. "Ward at the end of this floor," he reminded himself, turning right and walking toward it. When he reached the end room of the ward, he glanced from left to right again.

"Hah!" he huffed, mustering the courage to open the door carefully. Seeing that the ward was unoccupied, Sven stepped in.

The lights were off, but with the curtain drawn back, there was enough moonlight seeping in for him to see. He approached the bed where a plastic bag lay. Inside was a set of nurse's scrubs, identical to the uniforms worn by the nurses who attended to him. His gaze shifted slowly to a face mask on the side, and he recalled the nurse from earlier.

"Haha," a shallow laugh escaped him as he grasped the plan. "This is perfect."

Looking back at the door, Sven quickly walked back to ensure no one was nearby. Satisfied, he tore open the plastic bag and changed into the scrubs. Once he was dressed, he took a moment to study the vial in his hand.

"I have to do this tonight," he whispered. "I have to. It's either him or me... It's Allen's fault I even have to make this choice."

Blaming Allen for showing up that night was easier than facing the truth of how his life was spiraling out of control. With that thought, Sven felt a brief moment of calm-the first time he felt it since this ordeal began.

All he had to do was get it done and over with.

Sven didn't waste any more time. He approached the door once again, checking the hallway before slipping on the mask and stepping out. He approached the nurse's station, where the staff was preoccupied, and picked up some random charts, taking advantage of the distraction.

And with that, Sven made his way to the elevator leading to the floor above.

DING!

opened. He glanced outside, his body trembling. He told himself to step out, but his legs refused to obey. Just as the door started to close again,

He ruffled his hair, letting it fall messily over his

open button, and the door parted once more. Forcing himself to move, he dragged his feet out of

in uniform stood near the far end of the floor. The VVIP floor looked drastically different from the others-everything seemed luxurious and upscale. Bitterness welled up inside

I was stuck down there...' he

two bodyguards stationed along the hallway, keeping his head slightly lowered to avoid drawing attention. His heart pounded faster the

reached the end of the hallway, he glanced up to see an intricately decorated sliding door flanked by another

like the other nurses.

to steady his trembling hands as he approached the ornate sliding doors. He stopped in

check the patient's vitals," he said, his

guard looked over at his colleague, who then stepped

am?' he wondered, his mind going on an overdrive. 'Should I make a run

on his thoughts,

need to check you first," the guard said.

yes, of course." Sven nodded automatically, gulping

the second guard patted him down, eyes flicking briefly

on the tray he carried. They wouldn't

go," the guard said, stepping

stepped aside to let him pass. He

room in the corner of the space. He could feel every gaze on him,

his head and stepped in, glancing back over his shoulder as the door

patting his chest. 'That

to reach this part. But after a moment he pulled himself

gaze to the bed. He

over slowly, stopping by the bedside.