Yan Jian turned away in defeat and frustration, walking all the way to the courtyard before bending down like a shrimp, overwhelmed with guilt.
She pulled off her mask fiercely as if in a fit, shedding her white robe.
Damn it, TV shows are indeed deceptive. Who said that wearing a nurse's uniform would let you easily enter the ward?
Actually — maybe she shouldn't have come tonight.
Catherine has been praised as a saint, and her presence only made her a clown disrupting the couple's relationship. She deserved this state!
Rolling the white robe and mask into a bundle, she turned and walked away, but couldn't resist glancing back one last time, instinctively looking at her window.
Looking up, she froze.
The window was unexpectedly open, with the lights off inside, pitch black; she couldn't see anything. Yet, strangely enough, she felt two scorching eyes piercing straight at her, fixed on her!
