Waylen reached her side, removing the thermometer and reading a temperature of 36 degrees Celsius.

Rena Looked up at him, awaiting an explanation

Waylen spoke in a hoarse voice.

“Come with me.”

Without waiting for any resistance, he lifted her up, carrying her out of the ward.

Rena was taken aback, pounding his shoulder and asking, "Waylen, what are you doing?"

He allowed her to hit him, the pain insignificant to him.

The nurse arrived to retrieve the thermometer and was shocked upon witnessing the scene.

"Mr. Fowler, where are you taking the patient?"

Waylen paid no attention to the nurse, continuing to carry Rena swiftly down to the car parked downstairs

He secured her seatbelt and locked the car door

No matter how composed Rena tried to remain, she couldn't suppress her emotions any longer

"Waylen, are you out of your mind?" she exclaimed.

Waylen slowly fastened his seatbelt, his gaze fixed ahead, though his voice was surprisingly gentle.

"I'll bring you back later."

Rena ceased her struggle, realizing the futility of resistance.

She said softly, “Waylen, it's pointless. This won't change anything. I would rather you be as unrestrained as you were when you gave me the check than entangled as you are now.”

When Rena had taken the check back then, her intention had been to sever ties cleanly.

Their breakup had been peaceful.

Wasn't that what he had wanted?

Rena didn't wish to say more. She turned her head, gazing out of the car window.

After a while, Waylen started the engine. Rena recognized the route— they were heading to his apartment. True enough, half an hour later,