Chapter 1315
Subsequently, Dior dropped every work she had to keep Harry company in the hospital.
Although she was worried, staying so close to Harry was the happiest and most fulfilling time she had for a long time.
A few days later, he was finally allowed to be discharged. Dior was about to help him do the procedure, but...
When she returned, she instantly spotted the visible patch of bloodstain at a corner of his white shirt.
"God!" Dior cried out.
Harry*s face, though nearly colorless at that point, was still so gorgeous. His entire being, on the other hand, seemed stoic.
"You alright?"
Dior rushed over and pressed on the bell for the doctor. She then took out a ball of cotton to help him clear the stain, but he stopped her.
"I'm fine!"
He stood up coldly and walked past her. However, after a few steps, a loud ' thunk' was heard.
Harry fell to the floor.
"Harry!"
Dior’s heart clenched and hastily ran to him.
He had lost consciousness.
Not knowing where her strength came from, she gnawed on her lip and lifted Harry back in before the doctor came.
With that, Harry was placed in the operating room once more.
Dior was so worried that she wanted to cry.
He was about to get discharged, but why did his injury worsen?
"Ms. Granger, your medical credits have reached the limit. Could you pay up the remaining amount?" "Okay."
Since Dior had asked for the most expensive items and services, including hiring the best doctor, the fees were higher.
Dior went back to the ward and saw Harry's phone left on the desk.
Harry was so ill. How could she leave him?
Nobody visited him throughout his stay in the hospital. What if things go awry if she left his side?
Dior was about to phone him, wanting to tell him that she could not come home in the next few days.
Guy, however, called her. "Dior, hurry! Come home and open the lock for the prison room for me!" came Guy's urgent plea the moment she answered.
Dior pursed her lips. She hesitated for a second and said apologetically," I’m sorry, Brother, but I can’t come home now.”
Guy jolted. "Why? Whatever you're doing now, you must come home to let me out!" "I'm not around," insisted Dior, "I'm on a vacation with my friends. I can only get back in two days." i "I
Before Guy could finish, Dior's phone ran out of battery and turned off automatically.
She seemed apathetic to his situation. So what if he was locked down?
Their parents liked Guy more. Grandma was home, too. They were just as happy without her.
However, if Harry did not have her around...
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