In order to avoid Adam Ross and Justin Battleson, Charlotte Thompson specifically took the back door out. By the time she reached the outside of the hospital, several minutes had passed, and there was still undried rainwater on the floor. The small puddles reflected the bright moonlight, and the dim light from the street lamps spilled onto the ground, mixing quietly with the moonlight.
The chirping of cicadas emanated from the nearby bushes, the air not stifling but fresh and comfortable after the rain.
Despite the peaceful environment, Charlotte's heart was in turmoil.
After all that had happened today, she had inconveniently run into Adam Ross, Justin Battleson, and Oliver Hudson.
Not to mention it was a narrow escape, just thinking about it gave her a headache.
She leaned against the wall, her mind chaotic from the intense mental tension, the taut string inside her had not relaxed even now.