"Alright!" Henry Reid replied calmly, without persuading her to reconsider.
In the bedroom, Noah Owen sat on the bed, feeling depressed.
She tightly grasped the clothes she was supposed to change into but hadn't moved. Her right hand gently caressed her lower abdomen, not feeling any sign of life.
She took a deep breath, still changed her clothes, and then walked to the living room, pretending to be calm as she said, "We can leave now."
On the way to the hospital, neither of them spoke.
Looking at Henry, who was staying silent, Noah grew increasingly unhappy, thinking, is he really not going to say a single word to make her stay?
However, knowing her own personality, even if Henry did try to make her stay, she'd probably just argue back.
When they arrived at the underground parking lot, Noah even felt a sense of repulsion, reluctant to get out of the car.
