Bonnie absolutely refused to leave. She laid across the edge of Nora's bed, her tiny hands tightly grasping Nora's fingers, tearfully repeating, "I want to stay with you."
It took a lot of coaxing before Nora finally got her to agree to come back first thing in the morning. After making a pinky promise, Bonnie was reluctantly carried away by an assistant.
Silence finally washed over the hospital room, leaving only Felix and Nora.
Felix pulled up a chair next to the bed and listened as Nora recounted the entire night's ordeal from start to finish.
By the time she finished, his eyes were bloodshot. He clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white, the veins popping out on the back of his hands.
He stood up, his jaw tight, his voice dangerously low as though grinding every word out. "I'm going to kill that bastard right now."
Nora reached out and grabbed his wrist. Shaking her head, she said, "Let it go, Felix. I don't want to stir up any more trouble right now."
Felix stood by the bed, his chest heaving aggressively for a few moments before he finally slumped back into his chair.
He knew she was right. The most important thing now was her recovery, not seeking reckless vengeance.
It took him a long while to steady his voice so it didn't shake. "So we're just going to let this slide?"
Nora leaned against her pillows. Her tone was eerily calm, devoid of any warmth. "Of course not. I'm going to sue Sienna. And I'm going to make sure she pays back every single cent of that five hundred thousand dollars."
"I support you," Felix said without a second of hesitation.
Nora closed her eyes, exhaustion sinking deep into her bones.
Ten years of friendship, a five-hundred-thousand-dollar loan, and a premeditated trap. It was utterly chilling.
She pulled the blankets up a little higher and whispered, "You should get some rest too, Felix," before turning onto her side, effectively ending the conversation.
Seeing Nora from a distance, Bonnie let go of Xander's hand and sprinted over, looking up with a bright face. "Are you all better? Why are you leaving the hospital so fast? Don't you want to stay one more day?"
Nora crouched down and gently stroked the girl's hair, her voice softening. "I'm pretty much healed up, and I have to go to work. Don't you have school today, Bonnie?"
Bonnie blinked, then suddenly turned to Xander, absolute seriousness written all over her face. "Dad, you have to drive her to work, and then take me to school, okay?"
Nora fully expected Xander to coldly decline as usual, or just have his assistant handle it.
Surprisingly, the man gave a curt nod. "Let's go. The car is out front."
Startled, Nora quickly waved her hands. "That's really not necessary, Mr. Harrison. We can just grab a cab."
Xander was already walking toward the parking lot, throwing a casual remark over his shoulder without looking back. "It's on the way. There's no need to avoid me like the plague, Ms. Newman."

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