Erin knew that the killer on the yacht was sent by Wilson, Angel’s fiancé. She couldn't judge whether Brett had done anything wrong; he was just defending himself.
However, she was still a bit curious. "How did you do it?"
"I bribed Wilson's men and planted a micro-bomb in his car. It wasn't difficult. You shouldn't know these things. Let's go eat." Brett looked at Erin and said in a flat tone,
Erin didn't ask for details, she just felt a little sorry for Angel. Whether Wilson lived or died didn't matter to Angel. The apology she demanded from Brett wasn't for this. It was for her unrequited love. This meeting was a farewell.
*****
The next day, Erin officially returned to work at the hospital.
Given her physical condition, the hospital didn't arrange any major surgeries for her for
