Flora was closer to Rena than the others.
After setting the basket of fresh fruits that she brought on the table, Flora sat on the edge of the bed.
She held Renaâs hand and said, âYou were so lucky.
But Harrisonâ¦â
Rena frowned slightly.
âWhat? What happened to Harrison?â
Her head had been hit, and she had suffered a small concussion.
She couldnât remember clearly what had happened at the time.
She could only be sure that Waylen was calling her back then.
Waylen glanced at Flora.
Floraâs heart raced.
She knew she had spilled the beans.
It was obvious that Waylen didnât want Rena to find out about Harrison.
So Flora hemmed and hawed.
Looking at Waylen, Rena sensed that something was wrong, but she decided not to ask.
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Since she still needed to get plenty of rest, her visitors didnât stay long.
Once again, the ward quieted down.
Rena walked to the French window, gazed at the scenery outside, and asked, âWhat happened to Harrison? Is he okay?â
At this time, Jazlyn happened to enter the room.
Waylen closed his laptop and gestured at Jazlyn to wait outside for a few minutes.
After Jazlyn left and shut the door behind her, Waylen stood up, walked toward Rena, and rested his hands on her shoulders.
He said, âHe got hurt for saving you.
He sustained serious injuries, and his face got disfigured.
I called the best doctors in the world, and they did reconstructive surgery on him.
â
Harrison had to undergo at least five surgical procedures.
However, none of the doctors could guarantee that Harrisonâs face would be restored to its original state.
Feeling bad, Rena listened quietly.
After a long time, she muttered, âWhat about the emerald Harold sent? Is it broken?â
The emerald, Harrisonâ¦
Thinking of the dead man, Rena felt sad.
In her dream, Harold moved on and lived a different life.
But when she woke up, she realized that
Harold was really already gone.