Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 42

As soon as Larissa left Travis‘ room and went by the nurses‘ station, she was stopped by the nurse who’d given her the ice packs earlier.

“Oh, perfect timing.”

The nurse beckoned. Confused, Larissa walked over to her.

“Here!” The nurse handed her a bill. “You can pay downstairs.”

Larissa looked at the bill in her hands. It was yet another five–thousand–dollar bill.

“I think you’ve made a mistake.” She smiled at the nurse. “I’m not related to Travis. I think it’s better if you have his parents pay for this.”

“What?” The nurse was evidently surprised. “Aren’t you his wife? I heard his parents say he’s married, but his wife-” She hesitated, looking embarrassed.

Even though the nurse did not say anything else after that, Larissa was well aware that whatever the Hardys had said about her, it couldn’t have been flattering.

him in the hospital, and you’re a woman too, so I

composure. “Oh, and-” She prepared herself to voice the question she’d been harboring in her mind since she heard of Travis‘ accident. What kind of injury does Travis have

surgery ward, Larissa supposed there was a problem with his spine. And problems related to the

just his parents. They took care of him, and, speaking of his parents, they look like good, honest people–they really do, but their tempers are simply unbelievable! They would start fighting in the ward, almost never for good reason, and

don’t have any other

next. Her attention was entirely focused on the phrase “paralyzed for the

had been so adamant about getting her to the

life

why Travis had been

she had hoped that Larissa would be responsible for Travis for the rest of

looked like they’d really thought this through.

finished smoking and returned to the

gone.

the ice pack on her forehead had slipped down to the

Where did she go?” he asked

hurriedly.

supine on the bed, motionless, his lifeless eyes

ceiling.