"Forgot? Nancy, did you forget to go home?" Charles' heart ached, but somehow, he got angry when he saw how exhausted Nancy was.
They had been together for a while now, yet he still had no idea what Nancy truly felt.
"I didn't ask you to pick me up. It's you who came here. Why are you so angry? I can drive by myself. I have feet. I can walk by myself! Who can't live without you? You are not that important. I tell you, Charles!" Unable to suppress her resentment, she lashed out on him without thinking.
It was rare for her to lose her temper, but right now she was so irritated with Charles.
She pushed him and stomped outside.
His eyes lowered in confusion. He had never seen Nancy lose his temper like this before.
Even if she lost her temper, she never behaved this way.
'What's wrong with her today? Why does she look like a firecracker?'
Charles didn't think he had said anything wrong.
What did he do to make her angry?
When did this woman become so sentimental?
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"Alas, the pressure is too much," said Nancy in a low voice.
Seeing that Nancy finally got back to her normal self, Charles started the car.
"Nancy, I finally know why Boyd is out of control. I guess he is under too much pressure just like you," said Charles.
With a sigh, she shook her head. "I don't think so. I think he was drugged."
This made him do a double take. "He was drugged?"
How dare someone drug a patient in the municipal hospital?
How ridiculous it was!
"Do you have any evidence? If you don't have evidence, you can't say these words." He glanced at Nancy, worried that she might be talking nonsense before she came to her senses.
But she insisted, "No. I went to check the surveillance video today. The staff said that the camera was broken last night and nothing was recorded."
"What?" His face turned serious. He intuitively felt that this was a little unusual.
What a coincidence!
How could the camera be broken just before Boyd had a relapse?