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!

feeling of uneven surface. When he first touched the scar,

can you even have the heart to torment an incomplete body like that?” Carson said in half-serious and half mocking manner before the phone hung

the phone, the man seemed to be not listening to Carson's words. His thumb carefully rubbed the rough scar. Suddenly, he

and didn’t know

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

of the road. He picked up a cigarette from the car dashboard, lit

end of phone suddenly said inexplicably: “Its

“What?”

was stunned for a moment, but after few

the scar on her

for many years, so that he could

your

a heavy puff of cigarette and exhaled a circle of white

mean that the doctor who operated her must be very poor

surgical procedure I.e. removing the kidney against a specimen taken out of formalin in the

“What does that mean?”

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

group of people without

one thing take a picture of her scar and

Carson said again.

but

a look at her wounds and scars, and at least I can see some things that you can’t see. Do you want to know more

a mouthful

to know, just take a picture and

convince Henry. As the latter being arrogant, lonely

more about the scar. Henry really took photos of her

to the other arm lying

scar and, really “just” an image of

feeling in his heart. Why did he feel that Henry was reluctant to let him see

feeling became more certain after he studied the high-definition photo of

finished seeing it? Did you

Henry asked unhappily. Carson coughed twice and quickly said,

see it clearly. And also I'm on my

“What do you see?”

sutured her three times, and the sewing was crooked not even in a proper line of incision. Not even a doctor with a medical license was asked to perform the surgery. For the sake

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 table

is it… Who

hell is it? Haven’t you

Carson bluntly interrupted Henry.

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

saying

for not reminding you, the scar you saw today may

you didn’t know what

locked in a dark godforsaken place, the more clueless you were if the things she experienced in the last four years and how she lived during the past four

understand that why Bella, who was once assertive and confident, has become with cringing and cowering appearanced woman. All of a

words that expressed disappointment in her and blamed her for the change. Thinking about it now, he spoke all

serious but I had my many doubts so I

at him

kind of tests?"

minutes to explain." Henry shock 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 to

always claimed it to be due to sore throat but that's not how a sore throat voice sounds like. Plus Bella was a nightingale. I did

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