After Harold left, Emily could not calm down. So, she took out a brush and continued to paint.
Suddenly, her phone vibrated. She took it and checked the text message. It was from Vincent. There were only two words.
"I'm fine."
She was finally relieved.
On the other side, Rex put down Vincent's phone and looked up at the tightly closed operating room. His face was rigid, but he still remembered that when Vincent was sober, he grabbed his arm and said to him.
"Tell them I'm fine."
Rex knew Vincent wanted both Rolando and Emily to not worry.
"Rex, why are you here?" A female voice suddenly came from behind him.
With a worried expression, Rex turned around and saw Irene. She was wearing a trench coat, black culottes, and a bright red sweater. She looked cool and neat.
As Irene walked over and noticed Rex's worried look, her smile faded. She pointed to the operating room and asked in disbelief, "Is Vincent inside?"
**