Sonia submitted the discharge formalities a week later. Lenard couldn't stop her. Sonia could act like she was fully recovered. The doctors were in a daze at the medical record book. Sonia seemed to have recovered.
This was what Lenard felt most difficult. She was like a perfect patient. Doctors can't find any loopholes. She took medicine when it was time to take medicine. She was fine when it was time to be fine.
But this situation is the most terrible one, because Sonia pressed down all his inner thoughts deeply and pretended to be healthy, which was even more distressing.
On the day when Lenard sent Sonia out, he called Dixon. He looked at Sonia leaving the inpatient department and said to Dixon, "Dixon, she left."
Sitting in the driver's seat under the tree, Dixon looked at the back of Sonia on the roadside. He clenched his fingers on the steering wheel.
"I know." The man spoke, his voice hoarse. Since that time when he had a big fight with Sonia in the hospital ward, he didn't go to see her again.
The words she said were so ruthless that Dixon had to admit that he was hurt and had no chance to fight back.
He looked at the back of Sonia. The woman stopped the taxi on the side of the road and left with Victor. Maybe she knew that Dixon was hiding behind, but she didn't even look back.
Dixon watched the taxi leave, with complex emotions.
He... didn't want to let her go. He wanted to compensate, wanted to save her desperately. But, Sonia, you tell me, what should I do to let you look back at me again?
Dixon finally got off and walked into the hall of the inpatient department. He saw Lenard standing there in a white coat, looking worried. "Finally, you came here."
He didn't know that Dixon secretly watched Sonia leave.
Dixon replied, "Well, what did she take away?"
Lenard shook his head and sighed. "Nothing."
Dixon froze.
After a few seconds, a sense of chilling gradually showed up. "She... didn't take anything with her?"
He put his bank card and money on the desk, but she didn't take them. He put a red envelope for Victor under her pillow, but Victor didn't take it neither. The mother and son probably hated everything from Dixon, so they refused to look back.
Lenard said, "She will think that you are humiliating her with money."
Dixon's voice was hoarse, "She doesn't want everything that I give her. I want to at least let her have a guarantee for her life. Moreover, she is going to the A Country. She needs money, so..."
Lenard patted Dixon on the shoulder. "Forget it. Sonia is just like this. By the way, has she decided where to go?"
"San Francisco. Next weekend's flight. Four o'clock in the afternoon."
Dixon looked up at Lenard, "I..."
"I know what you want to ask." Lenard put his hands in his pockets and frowned. "But Dixon, if you chase after her, maybe she will resent you even more."
Dixon knew this would happen, but what else could he do except following her? Sonia does not want anything, including him.
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