His expression remained stormy and uncertain, but he still left her with these words: "Tomorrow at noon, I'll bring you lunch. In the afternoon, I'll handle the discharge procedures for you." Then he strode out of the ward.
Goosebumps rose all over Sophie's body. Trembling, she hugged herself tightly as silent tears slid down onto the snow-white bedsheet. She could no longer hold back the ache in her heart. Pulling the blanket over her head, she let herself cry freely and unrestrained...
The next morning, as soon as Ned walked into the office, he spotted the envelope on his desk. He picked it up, opened it, and read the letter with cold eyes.
It was a resignation letter—Sophie's resignation letter. Ten seconds later, he crumpled it into a ball and tossed it into the trash bin in the corner of the office!
Beep—beep— The phone rang. "Hello?" Ned answered the desk phone, his tone dark.
"What's with the attitude? Swallow a bomb or something?" Archibald's voice was clearly impatient.
