The Forgotten Girl Is Back For Revenge

Chapter 33

The hospital’s back garden was quiet in the evening.

Owen stood alone, his tall, lean figure effortlessly commanding attention.

There was something about the way he carried himself–an air of quiet solitude.

A few nurses lingered nearby, their shifts technically over, yet none of them were in a hurry to leave.

After all, no one would willingly walk away from such a handsome man.

From a short distance away, Hailey watched him, pressing her lips together in a small, hesitant gesture.

She took a deep breath, steadying herself before stepping forward.

She had almost reached him when his phone rang.

Pausing instinctively, she decided to wait until he finished his call before approaching.

“I’m at the hospital,” Owen said in that deep, steady voice of his. “Something came up, but I’ll be home soon.”

“Just take care of Grandma. No need to worry about me.” He hesitated for a beat before adding, “Oh, by the way, Jeanie- there’s a coffee shop near the hospital entrance. Do you like that sort of thing?”

The name sent a sharp jolt through Hailey’s chest.

Her throat tightened as if she had swallowed something too large to go down. Suddenly, standing there felt foolish, as though she were an uninvited spectator in someone else’s life.

She thought bitterly, ‘So, he’s like this with everyone!

A sharp, inexplicable pang hit Hailey’s chest, dragging her mood down in an instant.

The feeling came so suddenly–this dull, aching kind of disappointment–that she didn’t even know how to react. She was like a child caught off guard by emotions too big to handle.

She had no right to question him and no reason to be upset.

After all, she was the one who had turned him down.

If he had moved on, she had no right to care.

Still, despite all the logic she threw at herself, the unexpected sting of it all was undeniable.

terrible, she turned on her heel and walked away before he could

talking about? Who’s Jeanie? I mean, I don’t even like coffee, but if you’re offering, I guess I could-”

lost,” Owen

went

stared at his phone, baffled. “What the hell did I

catching sight of a familiar figure disappearing into

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on

coward. She could’ve just asked

returned to the hospital room, Christopher was

her he’d be staying with Owen for a few

pressed for details. Instead, she had merely told him to take care

spending time with Owen, they had assumed

least a week

how badly Christopher had been treated under the Calhoun roof,

Owen’s private estates to recover. To case any suspicions, they would simply tell Quilla that Christopher had made

ultimately trusted Owen’s judgment and

Hailey examined Christopher’s injured leg. Her movements were steady and professional, enough that

the nerve damage was irreversible, she discovered a few areas that still had a chance of recovery. However, attempting to

she told him, her voice even, “then there’s no coming back from it. You’ll

“Honestly? I’ve got nothing to

she said simply.

the only reassurance she

of

tomorrow,” she continued. “Would you rather have the

toward Owen. “Mr. Calhoun, if it’s not too much

at the back of his

girlfriend was treating another man, and he was the one providing the space for it.

ended up on

stood motionless, his

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stretched between them before Owen

Christopher swallowed.

silence stretched a little too long before Owen’s lips finally curved,