Jeremy's gaze then fell upon the little window on the door of the ward.

He looked into the ward and saw Madeline's thin back.

Jeremy felt a pinch in his heart and immediately opened the door of the ward.

"A word of advice."

Fabian's voice came from behind Jeremy.

"She might be agitated, and she also might not be able to recognize you. Best be mentally prepared."

After hearing Fabian's so-called advice, Jeremy gently closed the door.

He looked at Madeline, who was hugging her legs, curled up at the edge of the bed, as he slowly made his way toward her.

"It's not me. I really didn't do such a thing. Jeremy, why won't you believe me…"

When Jeremy was halfway toward her, he suddenly heard Madeline muttering such a comment.

The words Madeline had spoken were like a sharp sword piercing straight into his heart.

His footsteps that were getting closer to her suddenly stopped on their own accord as he kept hearing Madeline muttering to herself continuously.

"You're the one who said