At this time, her eyes were clear, and she had no emotional expression.
She shot a sarcastic glance at the couple lying on the next bed, then threw off the quilt and stood up and left the ward.
There were only two shallow breaths in the silent ward.
It was past five o’clock in New York, at dawn, and there were not many pedestrians on the road.
However, Lucy Green’s heart felt gloomy.
Just now in the ward, she had heard the dialogue between Christina Taylor and Byron Wilson.
As for their intimate behavior, even if she did not have to watch them, she wanted to.
The sound of them kissing still lingered in her brain.
However, what she had never expected was that Byron Wilson had only saved her for his reputation.
Was that the only value Christina Taylor had?
For the sake of face, Wi
