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    After listening, N was so angry that she felt like hitting someone. "That jerk! How could he have the nerve toe back?!"


    Damon got up and walked over to her, patting her back. "Alright, it''s not worth getting worked up over someone like that. Besides, Vrie is with Brandon now. He''ll take good care of her."


    "That''s different," N countered.


    Just because Vrie was happy now didn''t mean the hurt Tom had caused her in the past had disappeared.


    "If you don''t like him, just skip the party," Damon suggested.


    N was about to respond when Damon''s phone rang. Seeing that it was a call from the hospital, he quickly answered.


    "Mr. Sumner, Mr. Jayston''s health has improved enough for him to be discharged. When would you like toe in to handle the paperwork?" a nurse asked.


    Hearing this, Damon felt a wave of relief. "I''ll be there shortly."


    N overheard the conversation. When Damon ended the call, she said, "I''ll go with you."


    "Okay," Damon answered.


    On the way to the hospital, N pondered where she could arrange for Harrison to stay.


    Ideally, she would want him to live with them so she could take care of him. But both she and Mason were staying at Damon''s vi, and Damon might not want Harrison moving in.


    While she was lost in thought, the car pulled up in front of the hospital.


    "N? N?" Damon called.


    N snapped back to reality and turned to him. "I was just daydreaming." "What were you thinking about, to get so lost in thought?" Damon asked. "Nothing. Let''s hurry and take care of the discharge paperwork," she replied.


    She avoided Damon''s gaze, unbuckled her seatbelt, and opened the door to get out. Damon was skeptical but didn''t press her for answers.


    In less than ten minutes, they arrived at Harrison''s hospital room.


    Just as N was about to push the door open, she heard sobbing from inside. Harrison, I had no choice ben... I still love you. I hope I you can forgive me..."


    Recognizing the voice as Wren''s, N frowned and pushed the door open.


    Harrison and Wren turned to look at the door.


    Upon seeing N, Harrison''s surprise quickly shifted to excitement and joy, while Wren looked shocked and disbelieving.


    Gabriel had mentioned that N


    was alive and back in Saintornia, but Wren hadn''t believed it. Now, seeing N standing right in front of her, she finally epted it-N@eally hadn''t died!


    Wiping her tears, Wren looked at N with red-rimmed eyes. "N, I can''t believe you''re really alive! How have you been these past five years?"


    N''s expression remained


    impassive as she said, "Ms. Hackett,


    you and my father are already divorced We have no rtionship now, and I don''t need to report my whereabouts to you. I''m here to take my father home. If you have nothing else, please leave."


    N had had a huge falling out with Harrison, and Wren had yed a significant role in that. She felt no fondness for Wren whatsoever. Wren''s expression stiffened for a moment, and it took her several seconds to force a smile. "N, I just care about you. There''s no other intention." Although Wren was over 50, she looked to be in her 30s, thanks to good maintenance and the pampered lifestyle she had led in recent years. However, her current cautious demeanor made her appear somewhat pitiful.


    If this had been the past, Harrison would have defended Wren. Now, he simply watched with indifference.