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.”

though she hadn’t understood a single word Larissa said. Or, even if she had understood her requests, it

you a debt acknowledgement form?” Her

nodded. “Yes, I want you to write me a debt acknowledgement form,”

Hardy was still unwilling, Larissa

the ownership of a house from me. If you really don’t have the

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house. I don’t

raised her voice intentionally. Let those people who couldn’t mind their

up and down, almost frantically. “I’ll write you that

and a pen on

in her backpack.

her job in the hospital

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 have to pay for

her words was apparent–she needed more

herself that they really thought

is all Amber’s fault, you should go and ask her to

Mrs. Hardy and strode outside

Just as Mrs. Hardy was about to run after

Larissa expected, Travis had indeed been in