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

how 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

to be not listening to Carson's words. His thumb

hand seriously, and

call with Carson was still 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 phone forgot

the road. He picked up a cigarette from the car dashboard, lit it with a “click”, and carefully savored the

other end of phone suddenly said

“What?”

was stunned for a moment, but after few seconds, however he

“Oh, you mean the scar

friends for many years, so that he could guess what Henry meant and

than your

a heavy puff of cigarette and

that the doctor who operated her must be very poor at

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

“What does that mean?”

it is very likely… no, not likely but surely , the doctor who performed the operation for her, perhaps, does not even have

market people, a group of people

picture of her scar and send me

Carson said again.

hesitated, but Carson

and at least I

exhaled a mouthful of

to know, just

convince Henry. As the latter being arrogant,

know more about the scar. Henry really took photos of her scar

lost his grip on his 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

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

he studied the high-definition photo of

it? Did you see it

asked unhappily. Carson coughed twice and quickly

can see it clearly. And also I'm on my way back to the

“What do you see?”

That fucking bastard has sutured her three times, and the sewing was crooked not even in a proper line of incision.

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

is it? Haven’t you

Carson bluntly interrupted Henry.

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?

was deliberately saying these things

you, the scar you saw today may be just the tip of the iceberg in Bella's

of the Evans group, you didn’t know what she was going through, as you were

things she experienced in the

who was once assertive and confident, has become with cringing and cowering appearanced woman. All of a sudden, it all made sense.

the things he had said to Bella today. Those words that expressed disappointment in her and blamed her for the change. Thinking about it now, he spoke all this without putting

it was really not serious but I had my many doubts so I conducted few tests on my own. Without her's or

looked at him with surprised

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

a sore throat voice sounds like. Plus Bella was a nightingale. I did had my doubt since starting

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