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    That was all he had to say.


    Denver didn’t speak any further. He spread his arms toward her and said with finality, “I’m heading out. Give me a hug. This might be yourst chance.”


    The moment those words left his mouth, Hadley’s tears began to fall again.


    “You’re really annoying,” she murmured. “You always make me cry.”


    Denverughed heartily, stepped forward, bent down, and enveloped her in a tight embrace. But as he held her close, theughter slowly faded.


    He leaned in and whispered in her ear, “Take care of yourself… Don’t make me regret this choice.”


    “Okay…” Hadley answered, her voice caught in her throat. She lifted her arms and wrapped them around him just as tightly. “Quit making me cry already…”


    Outside the hospital room, Eric had just arrived. He reached out for the door to go in. But before he could touch the handle, it opened from the inside, and Denver stepped out.


    Eric paused, remembering that Marshall hade back from the wedding. It made sense that Denver would return as well.


    “Eric.” Denver gave him a smile, nodded in greeting, and walked past him without another word.


    Eric was slightly puzzled. Hadley didn’t leave with Denver?


    When he stepped inside, he found her sitting on the sofa, dabbing her eyes with a tissue.


    His chest tightened. Hadley’s eyes were red. Had she been crying? Why? Was it because of Denver?


    Hadley threw the tissue into the trash and then looked up at him.


    “You’re here. You came early today.”


    “Yeah. I came early to ask about Joy’s test results.”


    Joy was scheduled for discharge in a few days. The tests were part of the final checkups.


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    Eric had already seen Josue earlier. Thankfully, the results came back normal.


    Now, he was worried about Hadley.


    “Why were you crying?” Eric frowned, his eyes fixed on her tear-streaked face. “I ran into Denver just now. Did you two get into a fight?”


    “No,” Hadley blinked, caught off guard. Then, she smiled weakly and shook her head. “It’s not what you think.”


    As she spoke, she grabbed her phone and bag. “Since you’re here, I’ll head out now.”


    Eric’s mood cooled in an instant. He forced a tight smile and probed, “Is Denver waiting for you downstairs?”


    “Please take care of Joy. See you tomorrow.” Hadley neither confirmed nor denied it. She just waved at him and left the room in a hurry.


    “See you tomorrow.” Eric chuckled to himself, realizing he had jumped to conclusions. Hadley and Denver were doing well. Why would they be fighting?


    Two dayster, Joy was finally discharged.


    Early that morning, Hadley and Melba arrived at the hospital to help pack up, while Eric took care of the discharge paperwork.


    Everyone had their roles. By around ten o’clock, everything was done. Eric walked back into the room and handed Hadley a folder. Inside were the discharge summary and copies of all the medical records.


    “I’ll put it away,” said Hadley. “You carry Joy. We’re good to go.”


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