Female Novel
Chapter 345
Dawson quickly offered his reassurance, "Attorney Clara, Mr. Hayes will be alright. Maybe he'salready made his escape. He’s just out of range, and can't contact us."
Everyone's comforting words bolstered Clara's spirits. She lifted her teary eyes, her voice husky, "Iknow he won't leave us behind. He'll come back."
After wiping away a tear, she grabbed a cup of water and took a few hearty gulps. Then, turning toDawson, she said, "Dawson, I could use a bite to eat. Could you grab me something?"
Dawson paused briefly, then promptly replied, "Sure thing, I'll go right now."
Fifteen minutes later, Dawson returned with a beef stew and a trio of deluxe sliders.novelbin
Clara sat on the hospital corridor bench, polishing off everything. Those around her watched herforce down the food. Their eyes reddened with emotion. They all understood that Clara was tryingto pull herself together. She was waiting for her father's surgery to succeed and for Ian to comeback. It took an immense amount of inner strength to adjust her emotions in such a short time.
Finally, after a few hours, the operating room doors swung open. Clara, who had been pacinganxiously, now stood rooted to the spot. Her legs felt as if they'd been filled with lead, immovable.
Suddenly, she was gripped by a wave of nervousness, of fear. Fear that the doctor would come outand say, "I'm sorry, we did everything we could."
The person emerging was Chase, looking weary but with a faint smile playing on his lips. He lookedin Clara's direction and called out, "Clara, the surgery was a success. Casey's going to make it."
Upon hearing those words, Sasha, who had been sitting in her wheelchair, suddenly stood up. Shewanted to cheer wildly, forgetting, for a moment, that her cast-encased leg and the fracture had notyet healed. A sharp pain shot through her, and she couldn't help but lunge towards Chase.
Chase immediately opened his arms and caught her. A teasing chuckle emanated from aboveSasha's head. "Throwing yourself into my arms won't help. There's nothing I can do for you rightnow."
Sasha caught the implication of his words and glared at him irritably. "If it wasn't for the fact that youhelped save Mr. Casey, I'd strangle you."
Chase let out a soft laugh. "Alright, Casey will be out soon. Go check on Clara. She must beexhausted after all this waiting. Go get some rest."
Only then did Sasha maneuver her wheelchair over to Clara's side, taking her cold hand andsaying, "Clara, it's okay now. Casey's pulled through. Be a good girl, and let's get some rest."
Clara's face was smiling, but her eyes were filled with glistening tears. "I'll just see my dad and thenrest. Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to me or the baby. We still have to wait for Ian to comeback."
The more composed she was, the more it tugged at everyone's heartstrings. It was only then thatEdwin realized Clara's stubborn streak was just like May's. Their personalities were so similar. Bothappeared gentle and soft, but inside, they harbored a proud and stubborn core.
His eyes reddened as he looked at Clara, his lips curving into a handsome smile. Suddenly, hisphone rang, and a deep, raspy voice came through. "How's Clara doing?"