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My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball novel Chapter 1205

Chapter 1205 Hide A Guilty Conscience

On the other side, Andrius made his way to the top floor.

Byron has sent Estie back to the next ward and waited at the door of the ward.

“How’s Dr. Jacobs? How did she suddenly get gas poisoning?”

Andrius had been to Rosalie’s research institute, and he had enough confidence in the researchers and equipment inside.

From Andrius’ point of view, this poisoning incident should never have happened.

In his best friend’s company, Byron was able to let go of the burden in his heart, and his tone was a little tired. “I don’t know, she doesn’t know either.”

Andrius understood his buddy’s weariness from his voice and did not pursue further questions. He just asked simply, “Can I go in and visit her?”

Byron looked back at the door of the ward, pondered for a few seconds, then nodded to him. “I don’t know if she is awake now, but sure, you can go in and have a look.”

One after another, they entered the ward.

Rosalie’s mind was filled with what Byron said, so naturally she could not fall asleep.

When she heard the door of the ward open, she instinctively closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

She really did not know how to face Byron, so she could only choose to escape.

“Dr. Jacobs?”

Andrius’s cautious voice echoed in the ward.

Rosalie was stunned for a moment, knowing that he came to see her specially. She hesitated for a few seconds, then opened her eyes. “Young Master Quirke.”

Andrius heaved a sigh of relief. “I thought you were asleep; I was just about to leave. I didn’t expect you to be awake.”

Rosalie smiled guiltily and dared not look at the man around Andrius.

On the side, Byron had already seen through Rosalie’s mind and remained silent.

“How do you feel?” Andrius’ tone was full of concern.

Rosalie smiled gratefully. “I don’t feel much anymore, I’m just a little tired, I’m sorry to make you worry.”

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