Rufus Swallow returned from the company and when he pushed open the door to the hospital room, he saw that it was already occupied by another patient.
Aria Lulu's things had all been taken away, and she was nowhere to be seen.
He went to the front desk and asked the nurse, who told him that Aria Lulu insisted on being discharged early. If they did not allow her to leave, she would no longer pay for her medical expenses—the head nurse had no choice but to process her discharge.
Rufus's brows instantly furrowed. "Why didn't you call me?"
"The mobile number the patient provided couldn't be reached," the nurse replied helplessly. "It was a fake number."
Before the surgery, Aria Lulu was coherent and had signed the risk contract herself. She wasn't married, her family wasn't in London, and the other emergency contact number she had provided was made up. It was impossible to find someone to take responsibility for her.
