Around midnight, Zelda Swallow was finally wheeled out of the ward.
The surgery was very successful, but continued treatment needed to be heeded.
Upon hearing of the surgery's success, Trenton Smith turned to leave.
Maple Swallow glanced at his retreating figure, his brows and eyes darkening slightly as he watched Zelda Swallow being taken to the intensive care unit before he turned to follow Trenton Smith.
Trenton Smith reached the elevator doors just as the elevator arrived at his floor; he pressed the button and was about to enter when a hand reached out and pressed the close door button.
Trenton Smith indifferently turned his head and gave Maple Swallow a glance. The two men, both tall and imposing, exerted an unspoken pressure on onlookers when standing side by side.
"You're leaving now?"
Maple Swallow's tone was heavy, his handsome face showing a few degrees of cold and gloomy resentment.
