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.

parents to visit him in the hospital, and you’re a woman too, so I just assumed,” the

and-” She prepared herself to voice the question she’d been harboring in her mind since

a problem with his spine. And problems related to the spine–they sounded

ever since he’s been admitted, his wife has not been here once. It was always 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

there as we don’t have any other available

not pay much attention to what the nurse said next. Her attention was entirely focused on the phrase

had been so adamant

His life was pretty much over.

Amber was either the reason why Travis had been in an accident, or she’d completely ignored Travis after the accident.

had come looking for her because she had hoped that Larissa would be responsible for

It looked like they’d really

smoking and returned to the ward, Larissa was

gone.

still unconscious, and the ice pack on her forehead had slipped down to the side of her

was shocked. “Where’s Larissa? Where did she go?” he asked Travis

hurriedly.

bed, motionless, his lifeless eyes staring

ceiling.