
"What else now?" That was all Harold could say upon hearing from the nurse, that the blood type of the single son was not the same as him. Luckily, Bella was able to get a donor from a blood bank in time.
Noah is sitting on the floor of the hospital. His face still looks shocked.
Harold walked up to Noah and held both of his cheeks. "There must be a mistake, Noah!" exclaimed the man, trying to calm the heart of the beloved son.
Noah shook his head, looking reluctant to return his father's gaze.
Seeing the fragility in Noah, who had never been seen by him, Harold then hugged the body of the son tightly. For some reason, suddenly the man thought of Jessica. In her heart, she had faith that Jessica knew something about this. However, Harold tried to hold back, at least until Bella came out of the operating room.
About an hour later, the surgeon who treated Bella came out of the operating room. Viola and Emma reflexively got up from the chair representing both of her employers still sitting on the floor. However, they also watched the doctor.
"The operation went well. The clot on the head of Madam Arabella has been resolved. Luckily, his brain was not severely injured. For the next time, we wait for Mrs Arabella to wake up. Now, we're going to move him to the ICU" the doctor said.
About fifteen minutes later, the gurney that brought Bella out of the operating room with several nurses.
Noah, Harold, Viola, and Emma couldn't help but be saddened by Bella's alarming condition with the infusion tube and wires attached to her body. Not to mention the girl's head was wrapped in bandages.
Noah walks over to the gurney and asks the nurse for permission to touch Bella.
"Please." As soon as the nurse allows, Noah immediately grabs Bella's hand and kisses her very carefully, before then letting the nurses take her away.
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Jessica, who was sitting pensively on the bed with Martha, suddenly got up when she heard the sound of the door opening. The woman ran crying, as soon as she saw the figure of the husband enter the room with the child.
"Harold, Honey, they locked me in a room for hours, thinking I was going to run away, but I just wanted to get you to the hospital!" jessica was crying.
"I'm .. I want to straighten out the slander they told you guys, honey. Everything you hear is a lie!" Jessica tried to defend herself. He even held the husband's hand, to convince the man. However, Harold instead let go of Jessica's hand, and turned his gaze to the corner of the room.
"Then, what'd you get that suitcase out of?" asked Harold coldly.
Jessica was shocked. His face panicked and immediately told Martha to put the suitcase in the closet again.
"What are you doing, Harold? Just for the sake of defending the girl who fell for her own recklessness you got your heart slapped on me!" joked Jessica.
Harold clenched his hands tightly. "Say, who Noah really is."
Hearing the husband's words, Jessica reflexively widened her eyes and turned to Noah. The son was now looking at himself with a cruel look.
"A—what's mak—you mean?" jessica asked with a confused face. "I don't understand!" continued.
Noah was about to speak, but Harold held him back immediately. The middle-aged man threw a piece of paper at Jessica's face.
Jessica reflexively caught it and read the contents of the paper. The woman's face instantly turned deathly pale.
"My blood type is A, while Zara is O. No way Noah has blood type B" the man said later.
"Then, what does this have to do with me? I don't understand!" jessica said shivering.
Seeing the look of fear on his wife's face, Harold's suspicion of her grew even more. Now, she's pretty sure Jessica knows something.
"Tell me the truth, or I'll ruin your life, Jessica!" shouted Harold. The man again slapped his cheek. The atmosphere now even made Jessica's lips hurt.
Jessica laughed loudly. "Destroy it! I'm not afraid, because my life is ruined, Harold!" his reply.
Harold's been lured to emotion. She dragged Jessica's body out of the room and threw it on the floor. "Then, you won't mind feeling what Bella just felt!" angry shouting.
The occupants of the house who witnessed Harold's anger, did not dare to intervene. Noah who was about to stop the actions of the father was seen silent in each place. I don't know why the whole body of the man suddenly stiffened.
That instant, Martha who was standing behind Harold and Noah cried out violently. They can no longer give. The dead end was right in front of them.
"Mr Harold, Mr. Noah, I'm sorry, ma'am" she began.
Jessica kontan just glared. As forcefully as she gave Martha a signal, she shook her head strongly. However, Martha seemed to be pretending not to look.