Chapter 821 Regret

David immediately left the ward after he finished speaking. As for the loud shatters behind him, he pretended not to hear them, no matter how loud they got.

Back in the ward, Darren nearly suffocated from the anger he was feeling. He had smashed everything he could grab. Darren even yanked the IV drip the doctor had hung up earlier and caused the bag's fluids to spill on the already messy ground.

Alas, nothing he did worked.

Before, others would still try to care for him whenever he threw a fit. They'd speedily clean the floors too, too. This time, nothing happened.

David had confiscated his communication devices. Plus, his usual bodyguards that guarded his ward had gotten kicked out. He was like a prisoner. He was trapped in this cage that belonged to only him for the rest of his days.

He would spend his last moments in life in this ward.

Of course, Darren still hadn't regretted his actions. All he felt was pure rage. It was an anger caused by betrayal and helplessness. He loath