I Was His Wife, Then His Widow, Then No One's But My Own novel Chapter 192

Just then, Xander's phone buzzed. He glanced at the caller ID, answered it with a few brief words, and hung up.

Seeing him pocket his phone, Nora spoke up, not wanting to take up any more of his time. "If you have urgent business, please go ahead, Mr. Harrison. I can manage on my own. I'm feeling much better."

Xander slipped the phone into his suit jacket, a faint hint of helplessness coloring his otherwise flat tone. "It's Bonnie. She wants to come see you."

Nora paused, instinctively sitting up a little straighter. "Bonnie knows about this too?"

"I only told her you were in the hospital, and she insisted on coming," Xander replied. "There was no stopping her."

Frowning, Nora glanced out at the pitch-black night beyond the window, her voice laced with concern. "It's so late, and she needs her rest. This isn't a good idea."

Xander leaned back against the sofa, a rare, reluctant smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "If I don't let her come, she'll throw a fit and cling to my leg crying."

Nora pinched the bridge of her nose, about to argue, when a soft, resigned sigh drifted from the man—sounding halfway between amusement and defeat. "Just let her come. Otherwise, no one is getting any peace tonight."

Having no other choice, Nora relented and settled back against her pillows.

It wasn't long before hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor. Bonnie pushed the door open and rushed in, her little face etched with pure anxiety.

To Nora's surprise, someone else was trailing right behind her—Felix Ford.

Nora froze for a second. How did Felix get here?

The moment Felix saw Nora, he stood paralyzed in the doorway.

Dark, purple bruises wrapped around her slender neck like a vicious collar. Her lips were cracked and bruised, and her radiant complexion had been completely drained of color.

Felix gripped her hand tightly, bowing his head and burying his face into the blankets beside her. His shoulders shook in silent agony for a long time before he finally managed to steady himself.

Bonnie lifted her tear-streaked face from Nora's embrace, sobbing as she demanded to know who had bullied her so she could make her dad beat them up.

Nora gently wiped the tears from the girl's cheeks. "Your dad already handled him."

Only then did Bonnie seem to find a shred of comfort.

Felix lifted his head and roughly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. His voice was still raspy, but it carried his usual stubborn resolve. "I'm staying here with you tonight. I'm not going anywhere."

Seeing the lingering tears in his eyes, Nora gave a small nod, a swirl of complicated emotions settling in her chest.