Daddy Mommy’s Getting Remarried

Chapter 33 

“Hey, you can’t leave yet. Rest. You can’t be discharged until tomorrow morning at least.” The nurse stopped Clara. 

“I know. I’ll be right back,” Clara replied. She ran out. She took a while to find the front desk and approached the receptionist. “Which direction did the man who brought me here go?” 

The receptionist recognized Clara. She pointed to the east. “You’re a bit late. He probably left.” 

Clara rushed off. She followed the signs to the parking lot. She glimpsed the tail lights of a Maybach as it departed. 

Though the parking lot had streetlights, it was dim. She didn’t see the driver. She only knew the license plate was local. The man was probably from a wealthy family in Zwingenrath. 

Clara felt dizzy. She braced herself on her knees, panting. Although she didn’t see him, he felt strangely familiar. 

Clara caught her breath and returned to the hospital. She asked the receptionist, “Did the man leave his name?” 

The receptionist shook her head. “No.” 

“How did he pay my bill? If it’s by credit card, there should be a name,” Clara asked again. 

“He paid in cash.” The receptionist shrugged. 

“What about the license plate? Since he parked here, can you find the plate number?” Clara pointed to the computer. “It’s a black Maybach.” 

“Sure. Hold on.” The receptionist turned on the computer and replied shortly, “I couldn’t find it. There are two possibilities. Either he parked next to the parking lot, or the car was there to pick him up. I think the latter is more likely as I remember he arrived with the ambulance.” 

Clara was disappointed. “I see. Thanks anyway.” 

The receptionist smiled. “He’s very handsome. Tall too, and gentle. The nurses on duty were curious to know who he was. It’s too bad. But, you’re lucky. They said you nearly died. Hopefully, you’ll have better luck from now on.” 

Clara forced a smile. “Thanks.” 

Clara returned to the ward. She was wearing a hospital gown, had no phone, and couldn’t contact anyone. She asked the nurse, “Where are my clothes?” 

The nurse replied, “They were already in tatters. We cut them when we treated you. I threw them away. Oh, right.” The nurse remembered something and took out a bag from the cabinet. “The man gave this to me before leaving. It’s for you.” 

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Clara took it puzzledly. When she opened it, she was stunned. There was an elegant outfit, a pair of white sheepskin shoes, and ten thousand dollars in cash. 

Clara was moved. The man was so thoughtful and generous. Unfortunately, she didn’t know who he was. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

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