Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 71

Chapter 70 Sophia Died

Idris cast a cold glance at him and indifferently said, "If you can be here, Mr. Sanchez, why can't I?"

Maxwell fell silent.

The atmosphere turned a bit awkward. Climbing over the wall now seemed utterly out of the question.

The doctors who had been standing there, realizing they were in the company of acquaintances, did not ask any further questions and left.

Only a middle-aged doctor remained, who I then learned was the head of the hospital.

Upon hearing that we had climbed over the wall to look for someone, he was somewhat bemused and said to me, "Mrs. Young, if you wanted to visit and look for someone, your could've just informed me. Climbing over the wall makes my hospital seem like some sort of crime scene."

I smiled awkwardly, thinking that if I had known I could enter with Idris' connections, I certainly would not have chosen to climb the wall.

I did not delve into that and just smiled.

Idris glanced at me and then asked Director Johnson, 'Director Johnson, can we go and see all the patients here?"

Knowing our purpose, Director Johnson nodded and led us up to the psychiatric ward.

Since I had overheard a noise earlier, I headed straight for that floor upon entering the building.

When I found the room where I had heard the voices from, I looked at Director Johnson and asked, "Director, could you open the door of the ward?"

Director Johnson looked at me and then at Idris, and said, "Mr. Young, Mrs. Young, most of the patients on this floor are severely mentally ill. They might harm outsiders if they have an episode. For your safety, maybe it's better to confirm from the outside. What do you think?" After hearing this, I pursed my l*ps, fell silent for a moment, then nodded, not saying much more. I peered through the small window in the ward door and saw a small bed, some basic toiletries, and a change of clothes inside.

The person lying there was motionless, and I could not tell if they were asleep.

Seeing this, I called out uncertainly, "Sophia?"

The person inside was covered with a blanket and made no movement. Their features were indistinct. I called out several times, but there was no response. I could not tell if they were asleep or if something had happened to them.

I turned back to Director Johnson, who seemed startled as well. Fearing something had gone wrong, he ordered someone to open the door. Upon entering, and after the blanket was removed, I realized the person lying on the bed was indeed Sophia. She was pale, with a lot of white foam around her mouth.

Seeing this, Director Johnson was also taken aback. He hurriedly checked on Sophia, but he stiffened as he reached out to feel her breathing.

His reaction made my heart skip a beat.

Then, Director Johnson said with a trembling voice, "She's not breathing!"

"What?" Maxwell was surprised, and he incredulously checked Sophia's pulse. Finding no sign of it, he frowned and looked at Director Johnson. "What's going on here? She was fine earlier, and now she's suddenly gone. Is this some kind of shady operation?"

Director Johnson was also confused and hurriedly said, "She was fine this morning. I don't know what happened!"

As he spoke, he quickly took out his phone to contact the doctor and nurse in charge of this floor.

Idris, who had been silent until then, observed Sophia for a moment with a slightly furrowed brow.

Seeing his reaction, I asked, "What's wrong?"

"She must've taken something," Idris said.

Maxwell rolled his eyes at him. "Isn't that obvious? She's vomited so much foam; she must've ingested something she shouldn't have."

Idris raised an eyebrow but did not argue further.

A moment later.

"Director, what's wrong? What happened?" The doctor in charge of the floor arrived quickly, panting as he asked Director Johnson. He seemed to have run here.

Director Johnson pointed at Sophia who was no longer breathing, and angrily said to the doctor, "What happened here? She was fine, and now she's suddenly gone. You better give an explanation!"

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After confirming Sophia's death, the doctor turned somewhat pale and said to Director Johnson, "Director, I don't know about this either. When I checked on her two hours ago, she was fine." "Doctor Miller!" I called out to the doctor and then looked at the number on Sophia's hospital

gown-030.

Two hours ago, when I secretly climbed over the wall, I saw him downstairs. At that time, it seemed I had overheard something I should not have.

The conversation between this Doctor Miller and another doctor had mentioned Patient 030- it was about Sophia!

Upon hearing my voice, the doctor looked at me. He was a bit puzzled and asked, "Who are you?"

"You don't know me!" I said, turning to Director Johnson. "Director, since she suddenly died without any apparent reason, we'd better call the police right away!" Chapter 71 No Way Out

Director Johnson, being a doctor, knew there was no hope the moment he confirmed Sophia's death. The next logical step was to alert the authorities and let them take over.

All the while, I had been closely watching Doctor Miller. As the news of the police being called spread, he seemed to coil up like a spring, his forehead glistening with beads of sweat from the tension. Once Director Johnson ended the call, Doctor Miller turned to him, "Director, John was with me when we came to patrol. I'll go replace him, see what he knows about the situation."

With that, he exited the patient's room. As he left, I nudged Maxwell, who was standing nearby, and whispered into his ear, "Follow him!" Maxwell, though taken aback for a moment, quickly understood and trailed behind Doctor Miller.

As I watched Maxwell foliow Doctor Miller out, I could not shake off the feeling that the room had suddenly gotten colder. I turned around, only to be startled by Idris's dark, brooding face. What was wrong with him? His intense stare was unnerving.

Shifting my gaze from him, I looked at Sophia, lying motionless on the bed. Dressed in a hospital gown, her b*dy, even in repose, displayed a significant weight loss since I last saw her. It was clear that her days here had been far from comfortable.

Benett was truly heartless. Even after decades of marriage, he showed no mercy. The depths of human cruelty were terrifying.

This brought me back to the time when Sophia had sought me out. Maybe, from the very beginning, she did not truly approach me about the alleged murder, but to plead for my help.

She was aware of Benett's true nature and knew she couldn't bring herself to act, so she sought me out in a haze that day, attempting to alert me to Benett's underhanded deeds. However, I was oblivious to it all!

As I looked at her, a wave of guilt washed over me. If only I had uncovered the truth sooner, then perhaps she would not have....

The police arrived shortly after, and the coroner took Sophia's b*dy away. Given the nature of the situation, the doctor and nurse in charge of Sophia were required to be questioned at the police station. However, it was only when the police asked Director Johnson to hand over the staff involved that he realized Doctor Miller, who had left, had not returned.

Seeing this, the police immediately sealed off the hospital, ready to start a search.

However, after a thorough search, they only found Nurse Emily.

Seeing the swarm of police and Sophia's lifeless b*dy, Nurse Emily was trembling with fear. Before the police could even start questioning, she blurted out, "Doctor Miller prescribed the medication. I warned him, but he said everyone here had been abandoned and that no one would care if they died. Moreover, since this woman arrived, her dosage has been three to four tinies what the others get, and there's never been an issue. I don't know why she died today..." Her words sent a chill down everyone's spine. It was unthinkable - even a healthy person.

taking three to four times the normal dosage daily would be in danger!

"That's outrageous! Does a human life mean nothing to you?" Anger surged within me, and 1 could not help but shout out.

Nurse Emily was at a loss for words.

Director Johnson, his face ashen, glared at Nurse Emily and barked, "Emily, this is murder!"

Director Johnson was so livid that he was trembling from head to toe. If it was not for the police's presence, he might have kicked Nurse Emily just to blow off some steam.

His fury was not about Sophia's death, but the fact that such an incident in the hospital meant. the end of his tenure as the dean, and essentially, the end of his career. Unable to locate Doctor Miller, the police promptly alerted the criminal investigation team to apprehend him.

After exiting the hospital. I dialed Maxwell's number. The call connected quickly, and Maxwell, ever the joker, quipped, "You've barely left, and you're already missing me?" Idris, standing next to me, shot me a cold, ominous look. I fought the urge to roll my eyes, ignored his stare, and retorted into the phone, "Can't help but show off, can you? Where's our man? Did you catch him?"

"If I couldn't even manage that, I'd be a total failure," Maxwell replied, grumbling. "This rascal is more resourceful than I thought. I figured he'd replace a place to hide after leaving the hospital, but he had someone ready to whisk him away, planning to escape via the open sea. Good thing I'm clever and nabbed him en route."

I paused. "Someone was there to pick him up?

"Yep!" came the reply. "Luckily, it was just one person, and I caught him too. You better come over, ask whatever you need to, and then we'll hand him over to the police. If we wait too long, we'll be the ones harboring a criminal."

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