The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 94

She walked into the hospital room with a fruit basket in hand, looking exactly like someone visiting a patient, not a wife coming to check on her husband.

Franco’s eyes grew a little darker.

“Petty, how’s your injury?” Laura asked softly, sitting at the table nearest the door. “I stopped by your room, but Hans wouldn’t let me in. Still, since he spent the whole night with you, I was able to relax.” She smiled politely. “Did you have breakfast yet? If not, I can have someone bring you something.”

Petty didn’t bother to respond. Instead, she gave Harris a nod. “I need to talk to him alone. Harris, can you all step outside for a bit?”

Laura didn’t seem bothered by Petty’s cold shoulder. “What could you possibly have to say that you can’t say in front of us?”

Petty let out a small laugh. “Are you really that curious about what goes on between me and my husband?”

Laura’s fingers curled, her lips twisting into a half-mocking smile. “Aren’t you two about to get divorced anyway?”

“We might be fighting, but I’m still his wife. When I ask you all to leave, you leave. Especially you.” Petty’s eyes swept over to Laura’s caretaker, cold and sharp. “Need me to help you out?”

The caretaker flinched, startled by Petty’s stare. She’d only ever seen that kind of look in Franco’s eyes before.

Laura waved her hand, signaling her caretaker to leave first.

As she reached the door, Laura glanced back at Petty, offering a little warning. “Franco just got over a high fever. He needs rest. Don’t say any—”

Petty didn’t wait for her to finish. She strode over, nudged the caretaker out, and closed the door behind them.

Finally, some peace and quiet.

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