Its Too Late To Forgive

Chapter 66: 65. SHE JUST LOST A KIDNEY

"Bella....."

Henry called for her again.

"Bella... hey open your eyes."

Did she actually close her eyes? Did she actually refused to listen to him or look at him?

Henry narrowed his eyes and roared,

"Open your eyes!"

However she was still not moving. Henry stretched out his hands and pushed her slightly. As soon as he did that, her head fell limply to one side. Henry was startled.

"Bella... Bella...."

His complexion changed abruptly. He took a step back immediately, then bent and picked her up and made her lie on the bed properly.

Damn it! Why was she so burning hot! Was she having fever too? He thought.

He immediately picked up his phone and called,

"Carson, where are you! Come back here immediately!!"

On the other hand, Carson was already having mixed feelings towards Bella and was irritated with Henry,

"Henry, even If I'm your personal doctor, do you think it's fair to have me come over to the hospital just to entertain you?"

"Come here quick, she fainted again! Do you even know how to treat a patient?"

Carson who was already in a bad mood, became violent and roared,

"Fuck you Henry Jackson! What did you do to that poor woman again? Please I request you to leave her already broken and crippled body alone. Let her take care of herself properly for a while. It's a miracle that she is still alive in these circumstances.

Henry if you hate her and loathe her so much, you should just kill her straight away. Why are you tormenting her like that?"

“Wait a minute,”

Henry's eyes flashed brightly: “Tattered body? She looks good to me. Yes she surely has fever but I don't see her broken or crippled!”

On the other end, Carson who was still driving his car, let out a “hehe”, and said lightly with a laugh,

“It won’t be enough if she was missing arm and a broken leg for you. It’s just that .... SHE JUST LOST A KIDNEY. That's all.”

Henry's hand holding the phone trembled for a while. Carson, was on the other side of the phone, when heard Henry's uneven breathing, he raised his eyebrows and said,

“If you don’t believe me, pick up her clothes from the back- left side and see for yourself.”

Henry glanced at the woman on the bed, walked over to her with his slender legs. Holding the phone in one hand, he pushed her to her side with the other hand and slowly lifting her clothes.

Inch by inch…

Suddenly, his eyes shrank.

“Who did it!”

With a cold voice, an ice blizzard suddenly arrived! As far as he could see, there was an ugly scar on her left waist. He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch it, but his slender palm trembled uncontrollably!

fingers touched the scar. His fingertips were giving a feeling of uneven surface. When he first touched the scar, Henry's fingertips seemed to be

have the heart to torment an incomplete body

side of the phone, the man seemed to be not listening to Carson's words. His thumb carefully rubbed

his hand seriously, and didn’t

connected yet Carson could hear nothing from the other side. The other end of the call was really quiet,

car on the side of the road. He picked up a

end of phone

“What?”

for a moment, but after

mean the scar on her

many years, so that

your palm

of cigarette and exhaled a circle of

mean that the doctor who operated her must be very poor at first,

I.e. removing the kidney against a specimen taken out of formalin in the laboratory class, the incision was

“What does that mean?”

likely… no, not likely but surely , the doctor who performed the operation for her, perhaps, does not even have a medical license. Do you know the black market? Like smuggling of organs. That kind. They are not surgeons but some butchers

group of people

of her scar and send me right

Carson said again.

but Carson

look at her wounds and scars, and at least I

a mouthful of white

“If you want to know, just take a picture and send

can convince Henry. As the latter being arrogant,

scar. Henry really took photos of her scar

cigarette and it burned to the other arm

quickly stretched out his hand and opened the photograph. It was really an image of the scar and, really “just” an image of the scar - a hideous scar. No other part of Bella's skin can be seen

his heart. Why did he feel that Henry was reluctant to let him see Bella’s extra inch

the high-definition photo of the scar

you finished seeing it? Did you see

asked unhappily.

And also I'm on

“What do you see?”

in a proper line of incision. Not even a doctor

again. After hearing what Carson had just said, Henry couldn’t help but make such a dark picture appear in his mind. A woman struggling , pressed on the operating

is it… Who did

the hell is it? Haven’t you guessed it in your

Carson bluntly interrupted Henry.

them. Don’t you remember your attitude towards her that time. Your willingness to show the world , your determination to make her suffer... have you forgotten all that that? The intention you displayed have determined what that poor woman would

deliberately saying these things

blame me for not reminding you, the scar you saw today may be just the tip

what she

she was locked in a dark godforsaken place, the more clueless you were if the things she experienced in the last

could understand that why Bella, who was once assertive

it now, he spoke all this without putting himself in her shoes. We got off his car and walked towards Bella's cabin,

not serious but I had my many doubts so I conducted few tests on my own.

looked at him

of

his head in affirmation. Within 5 minutes, a nurse came running with a file in her hand. She handed the file to Dr. Carson with all respect and then headed towards Bella's bed

be due to sore throat but that's not how a sore throat voice sounds like. Plus Bella was a nightingale. I did had my doubt since starting but confirmed today that even after

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