It was already nine o'clock in the evening when he left the hotel.

Byron started the car subconsciously, wanting to return to the hospital.

He was still worried about that little woman, even though Mary was by her bedside.

Just as he drove the car, his cell phone rang.

He looked at the screen. It was Nox.

When Byron saw the little guy's name, he remembered what Yves said in the afternoon. He could not help but feel a little warmth in his heart.

"Daddy, aren't you coming back tonight?" When