"Didn't you say you didn't want him to find out? Not going back, just say it was me who didn't let you go back, then he won't be more suspicious?" He stared at her coldly, his words harsh and unpleasant.
Hu Yinyin's expression finally froze.
How did it become her being afraid of suspicion? Isn't it his issue?
She felt wronged, but looking at his icy face, she dared not say more.
After dinner, Lin Yebai went back to his room. Hu Yinyin knew he probably wouldn't come out until dinner. So she lost interest and tidied up the tableware, taking it to wash.
While tidying, Dr. Leisen from the clinic suddenly came over: "Mrs. Ou, how is Mr. Lin lately?"
Hu Yinyin quickly raised her head: "Much better, hasn't really been ill for the past month."
"That's good. If that's the case, his treatment can end after this month."
"This month?"
Upon hearing the news, she was utterly shocked.
This month, it's already the 16th, meaning 14 more days, and he can go back?
