?Chapter 560: Clint waster moved to a VIP room in the general ward, sharing it with Tiffany.


    Harlee had deliberately arranged for this.


    She had the hospital prepare a VIP room that could amodate two patients and had the nurses move both Tiffany and Clint into the room.


    When Tiffany was wheeled in, she appeared bewildered by the sudden transfer until her eyesnded on Clint.


    By that point, Clint was awake and regaining strength with the help of a caregiver, who was feeding him liquid food.


    So, when Tiffanys bed rolled in, Clint felt surprisingly upbeat.


    Having already received Harlees blessing to pursue Tiffany, he greeted her with enthusiasm.


    Tiffany… But his smile faded the moment he noticed her arms and legs encased in ster.


    His initial happiness was reced by rm.


    His voice faltered.


    What happened? How did you end up like this? Are you in pain? At first, Tiffany could handle it lightly.


    Since Harlee had promised to keep her feelings hidden, she continued behaving as if nothing had changed between them.


    Yet, the words Are you in pain? struck a nerve.


    She wanted so badly to bury herself in Clints embrace and let her tears flow freely.


    The agony she endured felt overwhelming, almost unbearable… But Tiffany didnt dare act out.


    In reality, she offered a small, calm shake of her head.


    It doesnt hurt.


    The casts make it manageable.


    With that, Tiffany finally mustered the courage to meet his eyes.


    Find thetest at gα?ησv??s?c?m What about you? Does it hurt? Clint mirrored her response with a gentle shake of his head.


    Im fine.


    I cked out from the shock at the moment of the ident, so the pain wasnt as bad.


    In truth, the pain had been excruciating.


    Neither wanted the other to worry, equally unsure whether the other actually cared.


    Harlee stood nearby,pletely overlooked by both.


    Watching their interaction, she finally understood Patricks and Hamiltons annoyance.


    Next time, shed make sure to send the extra audience away before things got too awkward.


    Harlee interrupted with an exaggerated throat-clearing.


    Her voice was light, teasing.


    Just a reminder.


    Theres a third person in this room, in case you forgot.


    Clint and Tiffany froze, their faces heating up in sync.


    Unaware of the others feelings, they both kept their emotions tightly under wraps.


    Harlee decided to save them from further embarrassment.


    Clint, as you requested, I didnt tell our parents anything, and I also replied to Brentons texts for you.


    Just make sure to keep up the act.


    At the mention of Brenton, Clint flushed again.


    The moment he got his phone, he saw the message Harlee had sent back, iming he was in the middle of wooing a girlfriend.


    Clint instinctively nced at Tiffany, only to find her staring back at him with her usual innocent face.


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