Chapter 163

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That night, countless souls lay awake.

The hospital was a given. Ursula’s illness had taken a harsh turn, pain keeping her from even a moment’s rest throughout the night.

Usually, Yorick and Jaxon would have been by her side, but tonight, unusually, neither had shown up. Only Cloudia was there with her.

In the dead of the night, Ursula’s pain became unbearable. Turning over, she was met with the sight of her pillow covered in her own hair. Her heart clenched, and her eyes instantly reddened. Seeing this, Cloudia tried to offer comfort, “Once you’re better, it’ll all grow back.”

Ursula sniffled, “Where’s Rick?”

Her voice was frail as she spoke.

Cloudia replied, “He’s got an important client he’s meeting in Portis City. It’s going to take some time.”

This was what Imogen had told her. Yorick had to meet an important cooperative partner these days, a deal not yet secured. At this critical moment, they couldn’t afford a single mistake. Cloudia had called Yorick, hoping he could find a way to help Tegan and Finley, given Ursula’s pain.

Instead of Yorick, Imogen had answered, scolding Cloudia before harshly telling her even if Ursula were to die in these days, she shouldn’t bother Yorick.

Hearing Imogen speak like that about Ursula she had raised, Cloudia was understandably upset.

But she held her tongue, bearing the insult silently.

After all, the Larkin family’s business was declining day by day, and it seemed the Quarry family had used them and turned their backs.

Ursula’s spirits plummeted as she heard Cloudia’s explanation, “I see. Let’s not bother him then.”

Cloudia added, “He probably won’t come by for the next few days.”

Imogen had made it clear how crucial this client was, even threatening that if the deal fell through because of Ursula, she’d hold them accountable.

With Imogen’s warning, Cloudia didn’t dare reach out to Yorick casually.

As Ursula heard Yorick wouldn’t visit for days, her expression stiffened, “Not for a few days?”

She was supposed to be discharged in three days, hoping to recuperate at Wave Residence as Yorick had promised.

Now, with him not coming to the hospital, she wondered if she could still be discharged on time.

Cloudia nodded, “Yes, he won’t be around for a while. Don’t call him these next days.”

Imogen could be a real fury when provoked, a veritable harpy!

Upon Cloudia’s insistence not to contact Yorick, Ursula looked at her, tears welling up in her eyes.

Cloudia hated seeing her like this, “Don’t cry, it’s only for a few days. It’s a crucial deal.”

“Can I still be discharged on time?” Ursula’s voice broke.

Cloudia hesitated.

Discharged?

Thinking of Yorick’s promise, Cloudia said, “Wave Residence should already be arranged. I’ll call in the morning to check. Even if he’s not here, we’ll make sure you’re discharged.” Cloudia was aware of how Ursula wanted to leave the hospital; she detested the smell of disinfectant, craving the recuperation at Wave Residence.

Truth be told, the air there was indeed refreshing.

Hearing Cloudia’s assurance, Ursula felt a bit better, “I wonder if they’ve changed the curtains.”

She had talked about replacing them with sunflowers, symbolizing rebirth and health. She longed to recover soon.

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