Chapter 1203:

The doctor felt resigned. “Depression needs a psychiatrist’s diagnosis, and I’m no psychiatrist. The patient says she is depressed and has been on antidepressants. You should tread carefully—provoking her like that was risky.”

After confirming no further hospitalization was needed for Gracie, Ethan and Brenna returned to her hospital room, only to find it empty.

Gracie was gone, her phone left on the bed.

Ethan glanced up and saw that the window glass was shattered.

“Did she jump?” he gasped, a wave of panic hitting him as he raced to the window and peered down.

Relief washed over him—no body was on the ground below.

Brenna grabbed Gracie’s phone, quickly unlocked it, and scrolled through the call logs. She found Gracie had been communicating with Rosie, though only through voice or video calls, with no text messages.

Rosie might be tied to Gracie’s

joined her and took the phone, and together, they sifted through

his expression darkening as he recognized some other

tone was icy. “Gracie’s not as innocent as she

could touch my phone?” Gracie stormed out of the bathroom, snatching it

dare you violate


panicking over what Ethan

might have tried to hurt yourself again. When

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in the bathroom. I smashed the glass in a fit

of what information Ethan and Brenna might have discovered from her

her phone, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw there was nothing sensitive. There were messages from people asking about buying shares, but without any names

her

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