His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 159

It was Nova. Yep, it was Nova who made the post.

Eliza's fists tightened so hard that her knuckles turned pale. She struggled to get out of the hospital bed. Despite her unsteady legs, she limped towards the exit.

A nurse spotted her and rushed over to help. “Ms. Eliza, where do you think you're going?”

“I have something urgent to do.”

“You can’t be discharged right now,” the nurse insisted, worried about her health.

Eliza took a deep breath, her eyes reddening. “I'll come back, but I need to leave for a bit.”

“But, Ms. Eliza, your current condition... doesn’t allow for you to leave.”

“I’ll take full responsibility if anything happens. I can sign a waiver.” Eliza’s tone was resolute.

“Alright then.” The nurse reluctantly agreed, on the condition that she’d return soon.

Welton International, Design Department.

Nova looked at her post with a smug smile, leisurely sipping her coffee. Her oxblood-red nails looked even more sinister under the office lights.

“Bang!”

The office door was flung open.

Nova didn’t even flinch. She calmly set down her coffee cup, straightened up, and smirked with mockery and defiance.