"Central hospital, please."
Leaning against the backseat of the taxi, Sara thought about the investigation result on that women that
Noah had told him.
Why did the woman go to the company instead of looking for her beloved husband upon the happening
of the accident?
After pondering for a long time, Sara felt a headache. She had never encountered such a thing before.
She was still too inexperienced. If something happened to her husband, she would go to find him first.
But that woman, whose husband may still alive, went to the company for explanation and
compensation.
At the gate of the central hospital. As soon as the taxi stopped, Sara paid the driver and rushed to the
hospital hall.
"Excuse me, where is the inpatient department?"
"This way, you can take the elevator."
Glancing at the direction the staff pointed, Sara rushed towards that direction without hesitation.
The hospital was always like this. The air was mixed with the smell of disinfectant, which made people
feel depressed and terrible.
Sara tightened her clothes, her palms sweating. She didn't know if it was because that she had been
rushed for a while or because that she was nervous to see the woman next.
After calming herself down, the elevator stopped at floor 5. She breathed a sigh of relief and gently
stepped out of the elevator.
She looked around blankly and saw a big sign next to her saying, "Inpatient Department."
Sara looked around and found signs with room numbers. She walked to the right wing and found the
room number she remembered.
Through a small glass door, she saw the woman lying on the bed looking out of the window numbly.
Outside the window, there were nothing special. Just the concrete jungle.
Sara stood there for a few minutes, but the woman's expression didn't change. Her heart tightened and
she knocked on the door. But there was no answer, as if the woman didn't care.
Sara gently pushed the door open. Fortunately, the door was not locked.
But the woman was still looking out of the window in a daze, not even caring that Sara had come in.
Walking up to the woman, Sara asked in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"
"This world." Chole didn't even look back at her.
"Don't you want to know who I am?" Sara pulled a chair over, sat down and put her bag on her laps.
She grabbed her bag naturally. In fact, she was a little nervous, but she didn't expect that the woman
didn't answer her at all.
She had anticipated many possible scenes of their meeting, but she didn't expect that it would be such
a silent beginning. The atmosphere was even a little depressing.
"It doesn't matter." The woman answered after seconds of pause. In her perspective, things happened
in the world had little relationship with her.
"Can you answer some of my questions?" Although Sara was a little nervous, she tried her best to calm
down.
"Sorry, I'm not in the mood to answer your question now." The woman turned around and looked at
Sara for the first time. Even when Chole saw the beautiful face of Sara, she didn't react at all.
Maybe in the past, she would admire the youth and beauty of her. Now, she wouldn't do that. Her youth
was gone, and her husband was gone. Then nothing mattered for her now, Chole didn't even care
about her own illness and aging.
"I know you won't accept my sudden visit within such a short time. But I want to have a talk with you. "
Sara looked calm and determined.
The woman turned around and she could finally saw her whole face.
It was a face with wrinkled face, like an old bark, lifeless. It looked lifeless.
Sara was shocked by the face. She thought, 'Is that how the life fades? Or was it because she had
suffered too much in her heart that she was overwhelmed by sadness?'
"Who are you to him?" The woman said slowly, with her eyes fixing on the face of Sara. What a
beautiful face! They matched each other very well.
"His ex-wife." It didn't take Sara moe than one second to understand who he was in the woman's
question. Who else could it be except for Jacob?
"Ex-wife?" There was a flash of surprise in Chole's eyes. Even though she hid it well, Sara still captured
that.
"Yes." Sara nodded slightly. Even now, she was still not satisfied with the title. Even though they had
divorced long time ago, she didn't want to accept it subconsciously.
Getting rid of her strange thoughts, Sara looked at the woman.
"So I know how you feel when you lose your beloved husband." She could tell that one of the reasons
why the woman was so depressed was definitely her husband's death.
Who wouldn't be sad if he lost his lover? No matter how strong a person was, he or she would still feel
sad.
Sara just didn't want to reveal that in numerous days and nights, the happy memories tortured her like
poison. But she couldn't tell that. It's useless to uncover these wounds.
"No, we are different." Chole gripped the quilt tightly as if she was on full alert. The woman in front of
her looked harmless, but Chole had to be more careful.
"Why... Why did you divorce?" Chole looked at her blankly. Her eyes had lost focus not long ago. She
seemed to be very absent-minded.
After thinking for a while, Sara looked out of the window. "Because he doesn't love me."
The woman's shocked expression did not disappear quickly this time. Although she had heard a lot
about commercial marriage, she had never seen it. She didn't expect that there would be such a
person.
"In that case, why do you come here?" The woman stared blankly at Sara's face. Any woman would be
tempted upon seeing this face. But now she had divorced.
"Because I love him!" It was the first time that Sara had expressed her feelings in front of a stranger.
"What do you want to know?" Chole loosened her grip on the quilt and put it on the quilt naturally. Sara
was not as nervous as she was just now. This woman in front of her was just another miserable
woman.
"I want to know the cause of the accident." With bright eyes, Sara looked straight into Chole's eyes.
From that pair of eyes, she saw despair, unwillingness, grievance and pain There were even other
complicated expressions on her face.
"I don't know. How could I know? " Chole was a little flustered. What did this woman know? Why did
she ask her so directly?
"No, you must know. I hope you can tell me. I won't tell anyone else. I will keep it a secret. " Sara was
sure that the woman must know something. But she might not tell her.
"No. I don't know anything about that, but I can have a chat with you. " The woman's eyes were dull,
and there was no light flowing through them. Maybe it was because she was feeling lonely. She was
hospitalized alone and had to fight against the disease when her husband passed away.
"When did the test come out?" There was a gleam shining in Sara's eyes. As long as there was a
chance, she would not give up. Unluckily, Chole didn't refuse to talk to her.
"More than a month ago." Chole lowered her head and fiddled with her hands. She did the little trick not
because she was unrested. But she felt that she had to do something to prevent herself from feeling
sad.
"Then you must have been very sad since then." Sara tried to hold back for a while. She didn't have the
heart to say the sentence. Fate was always so cruel. She was sick and lost her husband. No wonder
she would choose to jump off the building.
"Almost. I wasn't very optimistic before either. But my husband has been encouraging me. He said
everything would be fine. " The woman's eyes never changed, even when it came to her husband.
The most sad expression was expressionless, and the grief extremes at despair.
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