Chapter 142

Quentin was just about to borrow a nurse's phone to make another call when he noticed the door to Xyla's ward open, and her slender figure emerged.

"Quint, I want to go home. I always feel like a patient when I stay here." Her eyes held a silent plea, and she looked pitiful.

Mulling it over, he nodded. "Alright." Indeed, she would only be constantly reminded that she was a patient while she stayed in the hospital. Xyla might be able to gradually recover after leaving this environment.

Quentin asked Martin to handle the discharge procedures and helped Xyla leave the hospital.

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Meanwhile, with Gabriel's help, Noelle took the elevator up to her ward at another hospital. As soon as they walked in, the cops arrived. Noelle recounted the incident in detail, and the officers left after taking her statement.

Gabriel reassured her, "Don't worry. It was self-defense. You'll be fine."

Noelle, too, knew that she would be fine, but she couldn't stop wondering why Quentin had gone back on h