Tim left the ward and went downstairs.
The phone rang. It's Rachel.
"Hello?"
"Tim, where have you been? I asked Jack, who hemmed and hawed.”
Tim wiped his face, took a deep breath and adjusted his mood, "I’m dealing with something outside. Are your feet better? I'll be right back. "
"... You went to see Miss Roberts, didn't you?"
"No." He denied, "She doesn't deserve it."
Rachel on the other end of the phone was silent for a while and asked tentatively, "Why don't you go and see her? If she's OK, you can go through the divorce procedure as soon as possible. I can't follow you with no status all the time."
Not knowing why, Tim suddenly feels a little irritable speaking of divorce.
"...I will divorce her sooner or later. I'm not in a hurry. Well, Rachel, you are still injured. Don't
