Her Revenge Returns (Lea and Alfred)

Chapter 444

Lea waited until midnight before Bluebird’s surgery ended. She pushed her into her ward and only left after confirming her situation.

Celia’s surgery covered many parts of her body, and she was exhausted. She would not wake up within twelve hours.

After Lea left, Jonah let Lawrence push him into Celia’s ward.

He did not want Lawrence to see this situation, but he could not take care of himself now. Without anyone to help him, he could not even get off the bed.

He was pushed to Celia’s bedside before saying, “Get out”

Lawrence left through the door and stood guard outside,

Jonah raised his head and looked at Celia.

The lights outside the window and the moonlight merged with the night sky and shone in from behind the curtains, barely illuminating his vision.

Celia was dressed in a hospital gown. Her head was wrapped in gauze, and her leg was in a cau. She was so wrapped up that it was almost impossible to see her original appearance,

After confirming that she was really unconscious, Jonah dared to look at her seriously.

Her face, which was mostly covered, was still a little swollen. The corners of her mouth were bruised, but he could still recognize those familiar facial features.

Celia’s nose bridge was straight, and the lines on her face were strong–She was domineering and cold, He knew that she was a tough and stubbom womun. However, he did not expect her to be like this after six years. The injuries all over her body made his heart ache.

About half an hour later, Lawrence, who was waiting outside, had no choice but to brace himself and knock lightly on the door. He pushed the door open and entered. “Mr. Manning, you should go back and lie down.” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Lea was right. At this rate, he would have cerebral palsy.

Jonah frowned.

Lawrence added, “Mr. Manning, if you’re so worried about Misa Bourn, you should recover as soon as possible so that you can take care of her,” I’m worried about her? Jonah sneered with reddened eyes. “She’s not worthy of my worry. I’m just enjoying her misery.”

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