Chapter 37

Larissa glanced at the collection bills in Mrs. Hardy's hands. The top most one alone was ten thousand dollars. If it all added up—

Seeing the hesitation on her face, Mrs. Hardy wiped away her tears and wailed again. "The nurse said, if we don't pay soon, we'll have to bring Travis home. Travis has suffered such serious injuries. It's been a day, and his condition is still critical—if the hospital doesn't let him stay, he'll die! You're his wife! You can't just stand there and do nothing!"

Her last two sentences were extremely misleading. Many of the people queuing at the payment counter immediately cast looks filled with contempt and disdain at Larissa.

Larissa turned her back on them. She tried to not look at them to reduce the pressure she felt to be responsible for Travis' condition.

She had already seen it all—when she had to deal with the Hardy family, saving herself from embarrassment was not an option.

She accepted the bills and flipped through them. From her rough calculations