Chapter 721

In the hospital, Rita lay in bed, every trace of color drained from her face. She watched Desmond step in from the balcony, his expression dark after the phone call.

Something stirred in her chest. She quickly arranged her face into an urgent expression and made a show of trying to sit up. "Mr. Reed, I've already said your wife didn't push me on purpose. Please don't argue with her because of me..