Chapter 115
noos VII ward had been diere ated in a light, elegant, warm color palette. A walnut–colitedcouch res
not beege drifted in through the slightly a wind, adding to the refreshing ambiance
It pesembled a bepel suite more than a hospital ward.
the beige carpet, and a rose on the matching coffee
Marsha bay in the hospital bet ku
terriving an TV drip with her aver
Layes tightly shut. After some time, her eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her es
Hazel, who had been vigianity sing by her side, was soyed
She quickly moved dover and belt Majsha’s hand asi
-willed in her eyes. “Marcha, you’re finally awake?”
Marsha had suddenly collapsed outside the operating room earlier, giving Huel quite a scare. Luckily, they were in a hospital, and Charles had been nearby. The couldn’t bear to think abo what could have happened otherwise.
Marsha and Harris hand bark, a fami
-playing on her lips as she softly said, “Why are you erging? I’m not dead yer”
e wiped away the tearstomi Hazel’s cheek, remaining remarkably composed about hire fainting episode.
Hazel shot Marsha a sharp look and exclaimed, “What are you talking about?”
Despite feeling unwell, Marshalled to comfort Hazel, which only made Hazel feel more uneasy. Marsha’s face was pale, but she managed to smile a
Haning Marsha might get tipset, Haxel quickly moved closer to her. She tried to calm her by saying, “Marsha, you
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