Clarisse stood there, watching his car drive away with a happy and sweet smile on her lips. Only when the car was no longer visible did she turn and head towards the hospital. However, as she turned around, she saw Wooden standing a short distance behind her, staring at her with a cold expression. She awkwardly smiled at him and said, "Good morning, Director."
She had always thought that she could be friends with Wooden, but as she began to see things more clearly, she realized he was quite different from the gentle man she once knew. His inner self was far more complex and guarded than his outward appearance, and it was heavy enough to make her feel frightened.
