They rushed to the airport and caught the first flight. Horace was worried about Clara’s foot and wanted her to get some rest at the plane, “It’s okay, I’m here.”
But how could she have a good rest at the thought of her sick foster mother? The plane finally arrived after their anxious waiting.
Clara asked Horace to take her to the hospital the second they got off the plane. She was finally appeased when she arrived at Helena’s ward.
Helena was in a coma as she was too sick and weak, looking much thinner and shockingly pale. Clara shed tears at this. How would Helena be so sick?
Clara covered her mouth as she was afraid that she would wake Helena up and limped out of the ward. Seeing this, Horace hurriedly came forward to help her.
Outside the ward, Clara couldn’t hold back anymore and burst out crying in Horace’s arms.
Horace gently patted her back and comforted her in a soft voice, “It’s okay. We are back now and your mom will get surgery soon. I’ll have the best doctor to treat her. She is going to be fine. Now, don’t cry, okay?”
Nodding hard in his arms, Clara felt that Horace was her only life spiral and she couldn’t imagine what she could do if he wasn’t here.
Holding her tight, Horace knew she needed this to get the emotions out after what she had been through, and he was afraid that she might not be able to handle this.
“Clara?”
Clara suddenly heard someone calling her while she was crying in Horace’s arms.
She rubbed her eyes, raise her head, and found out that Andre was staring at her in wonder a short distance away.
Clara slowly pushed Horace away as she didn’t expect to run into anyone here so she was a bit embarrassed, “Andre, how are you doing? Are you OK?”
“Pretty much. But I have to stay here for a while for observation as the doctor suggested.” Andre answered her and asked apprehensively, “Why are you here? What happened?”
Andre was out to the restroom but heard a woman crying in the hall so he turned around to look out of curiosity and saw a man who looked familiar. And it turned out he was Horace. What was he doing here?
Andre couldn’t help but walk closer to take a look and found that it was Clara crying in Horace’s arms.
“My foster mom, she has leukemia. And now she’s having a relapse. She’s very sick, I…” Clara’s tears rolled down again as she said it.
Horace wiped her tears lovingly and lowered his head to comfort her with his arm around her shoulder, “It’s okay. I’m here for you. Everything is going to be fine. Besides, the doctor said your mom will mostly make it after surgery. So try not to lose your nuts. Okay?”
“Okay.” Clara nodded while wiping her tears, “You are right. It’s going to be fine. I can’t lose it now. I need to take care of her.”
Andre clenched his fists after seeing them like this.
What happened when Andre was in the hospital? Why were they so close right now? Were they getting back together?
Andre was crazily jealous but he couldn’t help but feel distressed after seeing her red crying eyes.
“Clara, don’t worry. She’s going to be fine. Is there anything I can do? I’ll try my best.”
Clara was grateful but Horace said before she could reply, “That’s very kind of you. But we’ve taken care of everything. So…”
Meeting Horace’s eyes, Andre was furious. Was Horace trying to say that Clara was his in front of Andre? Horace was nobody as he and Clara were divorced.
Horace looked Andre in the eyes and held Clara tighter which made Andre more furious and he just wanted to break them up.
The doctor came when Horace and Andre were secretly fighting, “Who is Helena’s family? She needs to get the surgery as soon as possible. You better call the matched donor from last time and let her come to the hospital for preparation.”
“Okay, I’ll have her here right away,” Clara replied.
“Please hurry. She’s in danger and she can’t wait any longer. I’ll go arrange the surgery. Please call the donor and we better have the surgery this afternoon.”
The doctor left in a rush as he said it.
Clara took out her phone and called the maid who was taking care of Laura to take her to the hospital for the surgery.
“Tell me the address, and I’ll let Isaac pick them up. That’ll be faster,” Horace said.
Clara took a glance at Horace with gratitude, told him Laura’s address, and said, “You just wait at home. Isaac will pick you up.”
“Horace, thank you so much. Clara stared at Horace and said after he hung up the phone on Isaac.
Horace touched her head and smiled lovingly, “You don’t have to say that to me.”
Seeing this, Andre felt like an outsider and couldn’t join in with mixed feelings as he didn’t know if he still had the chance with Clara.
Laura was soon picked up by Isaac. Seeing that Horace was so considerate to Clara, Laura held a huge grudge against her.
But she finally got to see Horace again and she must impress him so that she could get his forgiveness which mattered the most now.
“Clara, is my mom okay? How’s she doing?” Laura hurriedly grabbed Clara’s hand and pretended like she cared.
Clara wanted to throw off her hand unconsciously as she knew after all those things what Laura was up to by acting in front of Horace and pretending as if she cared.
At the thought of Laura as the donor, Clara replied patiently, “She’s in critical condition and needs surgery right now. You better prepare now.”
“Okay, anytime. As long as she can get better.” Laura shed tears as she said, “She’s my only family. How could I not care? I don’t want anything to happen to her.”
Laura turned around at Horace as she said it, but he was busy checking on Clara and didn’t even spare a glance at Laura.
Laura wasn’t going to give in but she had to put up with this as Horace didn’t trust her now. She needed to save Helena first and make other plans after regaining his trust.