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.

a smile she knew probably looked terrible, she turned on her heel and walked away before he could see the turmoil in her

about? Who’s Jeanie? I mean, I don’t even

lost,” Owen replied.

line went dead.

“What the

phone and turned, catching sight of a familiar figure disappearing

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on

thought, Laude coward. She could’ve just

time Owen returned to the hospital room, Christopher was already

had called Quilla to reassure her, telling her he’d be staying with Owen for a few days and that there was nothing

trust she placed in Owen, she hadn’t pressed for details. Instead, she had merely

was spending time with Owen, they had assumed Owen saw potential in Dorian and were

at least a week to

how badly Christopher had been treated under the Calhoun roof, the decades–long friendship

any suspicions,

she ultimately trusted Owen’s judgment and didn’t push the issue.

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

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

it fails,” she told him, her voice even, “then there’s no coming back from

“Honestly? I’ve got nothing to lose. Either way, I’m stuck

me, she

only reassurance she offered.

of consideration, Christopher nodded.

you rather have the first procedure done here or back at the

not too much trouble, I’d prefer to do

something was gnawing at the back of

and he was the one providing the space for it. No matter how he looked at it, it didn’t sit right.

powerful, calculating, the kind of man who never ended up on the

the doorway, Owen stood motionless, his face

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stretched between them before Owen

Christopher swallowed.

finally curved, just slightly. His voice was smooth, almost amused. “Of