The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 294

Petty couldn’t help laughing at Franco’s reaction, but her laugh sounded broken, almost painful, like swallowing glass. He figured it out right away, without even waiting for her to explain anything.

“Why?” Her voice was so soft, but her question hung heavily between them.

Franco’s eyes moved to her hands, still clutching the end of the hospital bed. Her knuckles were white and her fingers trembled. His expression was cold, almost impossible to read. “I won’t marry the daughter of my enemy.”

So there it was. The truth she’d been dreading but also expecting.

Petty just nodded, feeling strangely at peace, almost relieved. She turned toward the door. Her hand had barely brushed the handle before Franco reached out and grabbed her wrist. His fingers were cool and careful.

“The doctor said you should rest,” he told her.

“I want to go home,” she answered quietly. Her face was calm, but there was something wild in her eyes, a flicker of defiance. “My parents’ ashes are already in the sea. There’s nothing left for you to threaten me with.”

Franco stared at her pale face, his eyes dark and steady. His voice dropped lower. “I’m not here to threaten you. You should stay... I’ll go.”

He let go and left the room, the door clicking gently behind him.

A little while later, Jay came in with a cup of warm brown sugar tea. He set it on the small table beside the bed, then left without another word.

Petty stared at the tea. Her stomach was still aching, a slow, heavy pain she rarely ever experienced. She didn’t try to tough it out anymore. Instead, she picked up the cup and took a few careful sips.

Soon, the doctor walked in with a nurse. He was gentle and respectful. “Mrs. White...”

“Please call me Petty,” she corrected softly.

He paused for a second, then remembered something and nodded. “Of course, Petty. How are you feeling now?”

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