A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 975

Now with Hertha gone, it's just Cedric left in the ward.

As she walked in, Cedric shot her a glance, completely uninterested.

The look in his eyes stopped her in her tracks, as if she just remembered that he'd mentioned not wanting to see her again.

Hailey stood in the doorway, eyeing Cedric, unsure of what to do for a good while before gathering up the courage to walk up to him.

"You... you okay?"

At first, Hailey had come to inquire about the events of the day, but when she saw Cedric's pale face, her concern kicked in instinctively.

Cedric remained unresponsive, as if he didn't want to talk to her or see her again, and he shut his eyes.

Feeling unsure of what to say, Hailey stood awkwardly at the foot of his bed for a moment before finally asking, "I came here to ask... why did you hit Yeager?"

This question seemed to strike Cedric's already low spirits even harder. He retorted, "Why, are you mad at me for hitting Yeager?"

"I'm not mad about that," Hailey replied gently, "I'm just worried about you..."

Cedric's gaze turned cold as he interrupted, "Worried that after I recover, I'll go looking for trouble?"

"Don't worry, once I'm back on my feet, I'll make sure he pays!"

He, Cedric, had never been so humiliated in his life!

Even if Hailey were to protect Yeager, he'd make sure Yeager pays!

Cedric's intense gaze filled with murderous intent sent Hailey's heart racing.

"Cedric, don't do anything stupid," she pleaded.

"Whether I do or not, it's none of your business anymore," he coldly replied, lifting his head to glance at the door.

"Out. Don't come looking for me again," Cedric ordered.

Her heart ached at his words, but the coldness in his eyes crushed her courage. She felt responsible for his accident, and any further concern from her might seem insincere.

Telling him to rest well, Hailey turned and left the room, carrying a heavy sense of regret.

Outside the ward, she bumped into Hertha. Seeing Hailey emerge from the room, Hertha instinctively glanced at Cedric, noticing the grim expressions on both of their faces. She knew that their conversation had not gone well and sighed with relief.

"Come with me."