The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 391

Catherine’s furrowed brow lingered in Lance’s mind, the image clear in his deep gaze. He stopped a few paces away, keeping a polite distance.

“Why are you still here?” she asked.

“I…” Lance hesitated, his voice trailing off.

“There’s nothing left for you to do here,” Catherine said, her face calm and distant. The message was obvious. She didn’t need him, and she certainly didn’t want his help.

Lance stayed where he was, slipping one hand into his pocket.

That’s when Alexa chimed in, cheerful as ever. “Catherine, do you two know each other? That guy earlier was a total jerk. He tried to pin the blame on us and probably wanted to squeeze some money out, too. Nobody else wanted to step in. Thank goodness this gentleman did.”

She turned and flashed Lance a grateful smile. “So, everything’s sorted, right? The other guy’s at fault?”

Lance nodded. “Yeah.”

“Oh, thank you so much.” Alexa turned back to Catherine. “Seriously, your friend saved the day. You really owe him a big thank you.”

Lowering her voice, she added, “Why do you still look so serious? That’s no way to treat someone who just helped you.”

Even though Alexa tried to whisper, her words carried easily in the quiet hospital hallway. Lance heard every word. He lifted an eyebrow, giving Catherine a look that said, Is this how you say thank you?

Alexa was a true Eldervale local, always warm and outgoing. She spoke her mind and didn’t notice the subtle tension between Catherine and Lance.

Catherine took a quiet breath and tried to soften her tone. “It’s just that it’s late. I didn’t want to keep Lance from getting any rest.”

Lance took a step closer, his voice calm. “At this hour, I’m usually still working.”

He clearly wasn’t in any hurry to leave. Catherine opened her mouth to say something else, but Lance simply walked past her, heading deeper into the hospital. For a second, she was caught off guard. Her brows relaxed and a hint of embarrassment colored her cheeks.

Harrell shook his head. “Not for now.”

Catherine glanced at Lance. He was still there, probably waiting for Harrell.

She slipped into the hospital room and closed the door behind her. Jasper was fast asleep, and Lorinda was lying on her side, holding him close. When Lorinda noticed someone come in, she pressed a finger to her lips, asking for silence.

“Has his fever gone down?” Catherine whispered, bending over to check Jasper’s flushed cheeks.

Lorinda nodded. “A little, but it’s not all the way gone. Didn’t you leave with Alexa?”

“I’ll wait for her to come back before I go,” Catherine said quietly. She didn’t feel right leaving Lorinda alone, not with Jasper still sick and things so unpredictable.

Lorinda sat up, her eyes red and puffy.