Wings of Broken Time by Alina Das 226
Chapter 226
Chapter 226
Haskell sensed a shift in her mood. He put down the magazine he was reading and looked up at her with a smile. “Who upset you
Larissa sat down and opened her needle case. “Honora. Talking to her is about as pleasant as being constipated.”
The analogy was so vivid that Haskell couldn’t help but chuckle.
“She knows I can heal your legs. I think she wants you back,” Larissa said, glancing at
him.
Haskell looked genuinely baffled. “I don’t think I’ve ever given her any reason to think that. Where does she get this blind confidence?”
“Because you’re a man,” Larissa replied.
Haskell picked up the lunch box, raising an eyebrow. “And all men like women like Honora?”
“That’s what she seems to think.”
He opened the container. “I can’t speak for all men, but I certainly don’t.”
Larissa shrugged. “Whatever. She’s not worth my time anyway. I’m just keeping her around to watch her backstab Paxton’s family when she gets desperate enough.”
Haskell agreed. “Exactly. Why waste our time together talking about her? It’s a complete waste of a good moment.”
Larissa laughed and began Haskell’s treatment.
As Haskell ate the lunch Larissa had brought, he found the food exceptionally delicious. He didn’t know what Honora had said to her, but her reaction told him one thing: she
cared about him.
And that made him very happy.
When Honora entered the hospital room, she found Finley standing by the window, staring intently at a document in his hands, his brow furrowed.
“Finley? What are you looking at?” she asked softly as she approached him.
Finley looked up, his expression still grim. He handed her the papers. “See for yourself.”
Honora paused, set her lunch box and purse on a nearby table, and took the document. As she read, her calm expression slowly morphed into one of pale shock and disbelief.
After a long moment, she looked up, her voice trembling. “Larissa… she has such a
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horrifying past…”
Finley nodded gravely. “Horrifying is an understatement. It’s chilling.”
Honora couldn’t bear to look at it anymore and folded the papers. “Finley, where did you get this?”
“It was a file on Leopold’s phone, sent two days ago. He must have had someone look into Larissa’s past. I printed it out to read it more closely.”
Two days ago?
Honora froze. That was the day she found out Leopold was investigating her. So he had been looking into both of them.
A wave of panic washed over her, but she forced herself to remain calm.
“Was there anything else on his phone?” she asked, testing the waters.
Finley shook his head. “No, just this.”
Honora breathed a silent sigh of relief. It seemed he hadn’t found out about her hiring someone to assault Larissa.
She put on a look of lingering fear. “I ran into Larissa in the parking lot and rode the elevator with her. Just thinking about it now gives me chills. Finley… if Grandpa knew she had such a twisted past, do you think he could ever accept her?”
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