When Andre came out of the ward, Nellie was still there.
The black circles under her eyes showed how tired she had been during this time.
Andre frowned at her, didn't say anything, but turned to leave.
Nellie bowed her head, thinking that Andre was going to say something to her, however he just left.
The moment she looked at his back, an intense heaviness flashed under her eyes, "Andre."
After thinking about it, she finally spoke.
Andre turned back.
Nellie, "I..." She wanted to say something, but at this moment, nothing could be said.
What she wanted to say in her heart was definitely not a good opportunity at this time.
Andre frowned with displeasure.
"Come to me when you have organized what to say." His tone was deep and obscure, not waiting for Nellie to say anything, he turned around and left.
And Nellie just froze in place, thinking about the deepness in Andre's tone just now, she couldn't help but have a cold sweat break out on her spine.
Did he know something?
No, no way. She had always concealed it extremely well, and thinking about the hostility in his eyes just now, she instantly felt stupid.
How could she test him with that thing?
Andre and Chester were the same kind of person. If something that didn't go through his consent, she would probably end up worse than Alina.
...
All the people thought that Alina was not dead and must still be somewhere in this world, only one person accepted it.
That was Caleb.
When he didn't find Alina in the Hasnan River, he was unable to believe it, but this time he did.
"Sir, have something to eat." When Tomas came over, he saw Caleb sitting in the dining room covered in fatigue.
The dining table was filled with breakfast, yet he hadn't taken a single bite.
In front of him lay Alina's mobile phone.
He had personally salvaged it from the water, and he had looked at it almost every day for the past month or so.
"Did you find out anything?" Caleb asked in a gloomy tone.
Tomas, "..."
Ever since he came back, this was the question Caleb was bound to ask every time he saw him.
Tomas shook his head, "There's no news yet."
There is no news, this is undoubtedly the best news for them at the moment.
Yet at this moment, under Caleb's eyes, a dark, icy coldness flashed in.
"He hasn't returned yet?"
And when talking about Chester, Caleb's tone could not help but exude an icy coldness at this moment.
Tomas nodded, "Yes, it's still continuing to search, and it extends to the beach."
"Heh."
Caleb laughed mockingly.
"Everything is his retribution." Up to now, after knowing so many things, Caleb thought that Chester's so-called concessions back then were so stupid.
She had gone mad.
What if he had stayed by her side, to get through that difficult time together?
She was mad that she dared not see him. So he gave in, thinking himself deeply in love, but he pushed her into another abyss.
Later, he shoved wild winds into her already messy world, making her already chaotic world even colder.
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