"I'm not available." Asher Hawn's tone was thin and cool, and he refused directly.
Brittany Sherry committed suicide. What does it matter to him? Why do you want him to go to the hospital to see her?
It's baffling.
Asher Hawn refused so ruthlessly, and Xu Muyang's heart sank fiercely.
He was patient. "Brittany is like this because of you. Can't you come to see her and comfort her too much?"
"I didn't let him kill himself." Asher Hawn said coldly, and then hung up the phone.
Listening to the beeping voice on the other end of the phone, Xu Muyang held the hand of the mobile phone tightly and tightened it bit by bit.
He knew Asher Hawn didn't like Brittany Sherry, but didn't he have any compassion for Brittany Sherry's suicide for Asher Hawn?
It's so rude.
Xu Muyang sat outside the emergency room, staring at the door of the emergency room tightly.
In my mind, Brittany Sherry was lying in the bathtub, covered in blood, and his heart ached.