"I'm not sick, Robert," Avery muttered awkwardly. "But please don't be mad at me, because I was looking for a way to cure your dad."

"Fine... I will just be a little mad."

"Yeah! You are just a good boy!" Avery held him up and planted a kiss on his cheek.

Robert's kindergarten was located in the business area outside their house, which was merely a five minutes drive away.

After sending him off to school, Avery told the driver to take her to the hospital.

Elliot's doctor mentioned that he would inform her right away as soon as Elliot regained consciousness, and she had been waiting with anticipation for her phone to ring.

...

In the outskirts, on the second floor of a landed property, there were a few bottles of Melatonin on a nightstand.

Natalie had not slept at all the night before, and the melatonin was no longer effective.

She leaned against the window with a cigarette between her fingers. The ashes fell onto the ground and all over her sleeping gown as well.

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