Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 37

Larissa glanced at the collection bills in Mrs Hardy’s hands. The top most one alone was ten thousand dollars. If it all added up-

Seeing the hesitation on her face, Mrs. Hardy wiped away her tears and wailed again. “The nurse said, if we don’t pay soon, we’ll have to bring Travis home. Travis has suffered such serious injuries. It’s been a day, and his condition is still critical–if the hospital doesn’t let him stay, he’ll die! You’re his wife! You can’t just stand there and do nothing!”

Her last two sentences were extremely misleading. Many of the people queuing at the payment counter immediately cast looks filled with contempt and disdain at Larissa.

Larissa turned her back on them. She tried to not look at them to reduce the pressure she felt to be responsible for Travis condition.

She had already seen it all–when she had to deal with the Hardy family, saving herself from embarrassment was not an option.

She accepted the bills and flipped through them. From her rough calculations, they all amounted to about thirty thousand dollars.

Thirty thousand dollars wasn’t a lot to her, but it wasn’t exactly a small amount either.

She knew that if she’d just paid for Travis‘ medical bills now unconditionally, she would never get that money back from him nor his family.

So, she told Mrs. Hardy, “I’ll loan you the money, but you’ll have to write me a debt acknowledgment form.”

word Larissa said. Or, even if she had

acknowledgement form?” Her voice was very loud, her tone

want you

was still unwilling, Larissa did not

the ownership of a house from me. If you really

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house. I

those people who couldn’t mind

head bobbed up and down,

and

wrote the acknowledgement slip and was done signing her name, Larissa folded the note and stored it carefully in a compartment in her backpack. Then, she followed Mrs. Hardy back to the payment counter and

I’ll take my leave.” Once her job in the hospital was

her back and stammered, “Travis needs to stay in the hospital for one more day. The medical expenses alone would cost us more than a few hundred dollars. Since neither of us is allowed to enter the intensive care unit, we

apparent–she needed more money

to herself that they really thought

condition is all Amber’s fault, you should go and ask her to pay for it. If she refuses

Mrs. Hardy and strode outside

activity. Just as Mrs. Hardy was about to run after Larissa, she realized she could no longer

expected, Travis had indeed been