Robert didn't answer, as if he hadn't heard what he said.
He hung his eyes and played with the pen on Nill's desk.
Then, as if something invisible made him inexplicably upset, he unconsciously took the pen and stabbed the blank medical record book on the table.
One, one, one more time!
"How did she... Get so miserable?" Nill felt that his throat was a little dry.
He took the initiative to say, "back then, it was some of our bad ideas that made you forcibly send her abroad, and cut off her way back and didn't let her come back, but who knows... Alas... Don't keep silent! This... It's scary."
Robert still hung his eyes, half of his face was in shadow, which made people unable to see his expression clearly.
His voice was very low: "you helped me out, and it was me who made the final de
