Chapter 1233

Chapter 1233:

The sharp scent of disinfectant intensified, and Harlee grew visibly paler, her hands clenched in apprehension about what might lie ahead. Outside the lengthy ICU corridor, they were alone, and no one else was in sight. Suddenly, Harlee’s tears overwhelmed her. She had hoped some of them would have survived. How could this be…

Just as her sight blurred with tears, she spotted a familiar figure approaching.

Jonathan slowly walked over, wearing a white T-shirt that clung to his painfully thin frame. His pale face was expressionless, giving him an appearance of complete detachment.

As Jonathan walked past Harlee, he suddenly stopped, as if he couldn’t believe she was still alive. After a long pause, he turned to her, his voice thick. “Harlee, are you alright now?” But the sparkle that once lit his eyes was gone.

Harlee didn’t respond. Instead, she tightened her fists and, with her voice trembling, asked, “Jonathan, where is Tonya? What happened to Robbie and Patrick?”

to release the words. “Who’s inside?” Harlee asked, her tone suddenly growing unnervingly calm. Rhys looked

of his surroundings, he nearly collided with Harlee’s wheelchair, but Rhys’ gentle cough caught his attention. Looking up abruptly, Patrick’s eyes widened in shock, and he crumpled to the floor, overcome with tears. “Harlee,

Patrick seemed like a small child, devastated by

hit Harlee. She reached out to softly touch his back,

lost on Patrick. He continued to cry loudly, mourning his inability

held Patrick closer, patting his back to

hesitated and withdrew it, standing silently by. He watched as Harlee comforted Patrick, choosing

Harlee’s. The words he uttered next seemed to break him further. “Harlee, Robbie… Robbie’s throat

news struck Harlee hard, rendering her speechless. The realization that Robbie would never again enjoy the foods he loved, that had once brought such joy to his face, was almost too much to

stay strong. “What about the others?” she

voice faltered, his fists clenched as

Harlee cut in, sparing him from having to relay the painful details. Her expression gradually became more

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