Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 112

Yvonne slept soundly and woke early. After getting ready, she went down to the dining room, where, to her surprise, both Teresa and Jeffrey were already seated.

“Yvonne, you’re awake,” Teresa greeted her with a smile, motioning for her to join them. “Jenny, please get a bowl of soup for Miss Jones.”

Yvonne sat down across from them, and Jenny placed a steaming bowl in front of her. She stirred it with her spoon, taking small sips.

Jeffrey, sitting opposite her, carefully placed some stir-fried eggs and vegetables into her bowl.

Yvonne’s hand paused for a fraction of a second. She glanced up at him but said nothing.

“You look like you’ve lost weight again, Yvonne,” Teresa said, lovingly adding more food to her plate. “You should eat more. Jenny’s braised beef is excellent.”

Yvonne ate quietly for a moment before asking nonchalantly, “Is Queena still in the hospital? That must have been a serious injury.” The sarcasm in her tone was unmistakable.

Jeffrey’s expression tightened. “I’m arranging for her discharge today,” he said gruffly.

Queena was a patient at the very hospital where he worked, and he was tired of hearing the gossip from his colleagues.

“Queena, in the VIP ward, room 12… isn’t she that fake heiress from the news?”

“That’s her! The one who tried to kill herself. I change her dressing every day, and honestly, you can barely even see the cut anymore.”

“So the whole suicide thing was just an act? If she wants to put on a show, she should do it at home, not waste hospital resources. It’s shameless.”

“You’d think Dr. Spencer would do something about his sister.”

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