The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 454

The doctor had seen the news about Harris and Franco. The whole world knew the two former friends had suffered a massive, mysterious falling out.

It wasn't until he accidentally overheard snippets of a conversation between Franco and Jay in the ICU that he pieced it together. The rift had been over Franco's wife.

Galen sat beside a sleeping Abacus, gently patting the little boy's back to keep him soothed. Hearing the doctor's worry, he answered without a second of hesitation. "He won't."

The doctor looked up.

"Harris won't make any demands," Galen stated firmly. "Setting aside the fact that he used to be a doctor and saving lives is in his blood, the most important thing is that Harris is an honorable man."

Even when he had teamed up with the Green family to ruthlessly crush Franco's business, he had done it out in the open. He never resorted to dirty tricks.

Besides, this was about saving Manley.

Harris would absolutely say yes.

"I trust him, and Franco trusts him."

...

"Who did you say?"

Back in Franco's room, Harris's voice cut through the air, sharp and demanding.

Franco swallowed hard, meeting the other man's stare. "Manley. Mine and Petty's son."

Manley.

Harris's chest seized. Hadn't that child died over a year ago?

But looking at the man in front of him, it was glaringly obvious that Franco had completely deceived them all.

The bombshell revelation left him frozen in place. Shock quickly morphed into boiling anger. He paced back and forth across the room before whipping his head toward Franco.

He scowled. "You kept this from Petty?"

"Yes."

It explained everything. It explained why Franco had inexplicably shielded Laura at every turn. The whole 'ex-girlfriend' narrative was garbage; Harris knew better than anyone that Franco had zero romantic feelings for that woman.

Now, every single twisted piece of the puzzle made perfect sense.

Harris sank into the chair beside the bed in total silence.

A heavy quiet fell over the hospital room. He didn't know how much time passed—it felt as though the very air in the room had stopped moving.

The silence dragged on so long that Jay's knuckles turned white as he waited agonizingly for Harris's answer.

Finally—

Harris stood up. He didn't ask another question.

"My health is perfectly fine." His eyes were slightly red as he turned to Jay. "Call someone to draw my blood. Run the high-resolution match confirmation immediately. We're saving that boy."

The paralyzing tension in Jay's hands finally released. He gave a firm nod. "Got it."