Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride

Chapter 1349 - 1343: Don’t Come Again

After returning, Sophie Foster and Nicholas Croft discussed briefly, wanting to help Henry Hargrave find a good hospital for rehabilitation.Although he was not her biological father, Henry Hargrave had done quite a bit for her, so doing this was also considered repayment.

Nicholas Croft agreed without hesitation; he would satisfy Sophie Foster’s requests as long as they weren’t excessive, because in his subconscious, he already considered her as his daughter. Taking care of one’s own woman as a daughter is a bit twisted, but he just wanted to dote on her like he would a daughter.

And do so for a lifetime.

He instructed his assistant to find a suitable hospital, and when they went to pick up Henry Hargrave, Josephine Hawthorne didn’t resist at all. She pushed Henry Hargrave out as if shedding a burden and warned Sophie Foster not to send him back once he was taken away, saying if she regretted it, she wouldn’t accept him back!

Sophie Foster sneered at the time, thinking she would never let Josephine see him again for the rest of her life.

After arranging Henry Hargrave’s matters, Sophie Foster began investigating her own ancestry, while Josephine Hawthorne went to see Hannah Hargrave on their designated visitation day.

In just over a month, Hannah Hargrave had become emaciated. Her meticulously styled large waves had turned into uniform short hair, and her eye sockets had sunken deeply. Facing her emotionally agitated mother, her eyes lay dormant like a dead fish.

"Hannah, Mom has news for you, that little wretch isn’t dead; you’ve been wronged..."

Josephine Hawthorne clutched the iron bars excitedly, while Hannah Hargrave merely looked at her indifferently, "I know," the three words hoarse and devoid of life.

"You know?" Josephine Hawthorne’s eyes widened in surprise, "Then why don’t you sue? You silly child, death and injury are two different things. If the court knows that little wretch isn’t dead, they definitely won’t sentence you so heavily!"

Hannah Hargrave looked at Josephine Hawthorne expressionless, her eyes like an empty well, "What’s the difference between a lenient sentence and a harsh one?"

The company had collapsed, her reputation was ruined, and even if she got out, her former glory wouldn’t return. Living an ordinary life was the same as dying for someone who had been pampered since childhood.

"Hannah, how can you think like that? You are still young, if you don’t hold any hope, then what should Mom do? If not for yourself, you should fight for me. I’m at this age now, and in a few more years, if I become as unable to care for myself as your father, who will look after me?"

"Ha!" A light laugh, carrying obvious sarcasm. Facing Josephine Hawthorne’s anguished expression, Hannah Hargrave said, "Don’t worry, you’re still young. If circumstances permit, you can even keep a few more men."

With Hannah Hargrave’s words finished, the excitement on Josephine Hawthorne’s face froze.

She instinctively opened her mouth to explain, "Hannah... I... didn’t know you and he had that kind of relationship, otherwise Mom wouldn’t have..."

"Wouldn’t be like this?" Hannah Hargrave asked indifferently, then continued before Josephine could speak, "Even without him, there would still be other men. At your age, are you truly unable to withstand loneliness?"

Although she also kept men outside, she was forced into it by Nicholas Croft. Besides, she’s still young and couldn’t live her life in loneliness.

It’s often said that youth is capital. If Nicholas Croft were willing to look at her, willing to care more about her, she wouldn’t casually find a man to fill an emotional void.

"Hannah, is this how you see me?" Josephine Hawthorne’s hands involuntarily tightened around the iron bars, while Hannah Hargrave slowly stood up and said before turning around, "Don’t come to see me anymore." Because even if she came, Hannah wouldn’t meet her.

"Hannah, Hannah..."

Josephine Hawthorne grasped the iron bars as tears uncontrollably streamed down her face.