Chapter: 783

"It's okay. I know you didn't mean to do that. There's no need to cry."

However, despite Rachel's reassurance, the nurse still wouldn't stop bawling her eyes out.

"I'm so sorry! I truly am! Please, forgive me!"

With a lighthearted smile, Rachel stared at the nurse's pitiful face before saying, “Stop blaming yourself. Accidents happen all the time.

There's no need to make such a big deal out of it."

"I..." The guilt-ridden nurse choked up while wiping her tears.

Rachel grabbed the nurse's hand and helped her stand up. While doing so, she noticed that the back of her hand had a bright red tinge, resembling a recent burn injury.

Apprehensively, Rachel asked, "What happened to your hand?"

"Oh, it's nothing!" The nurse immediately hid her hand behind her back and looked away. A few seconds later, she scurried away as fast as she could, seemingly trying to avoid further questioning.

While watching the pitiful nurse walk away, Rachel remembered a sad memory buried deep in her mind. ‘I probably looked exactly like her when I ran away from Victor four years ago.'

Suddenly, Rachel clenched her fists, and a wry smile appeared on her face.

"He still hasn't changed."

Even though the nurse didn't say anything, Rachel knew that Victor had something to do with her injured hand.

"Miss Bennet?" Ivan called her attention after sensing that something was wrong.

With a blank stare, Rachel looked him in the eye and said, “I'm going to the bathroom. You should go in first."

"But..."

Before Ivan could finish speaking, Rachel turned around and headed in the direction the nurse went. Dumbfounded by what just happened, Ivan stood still and watched her walk away in silence. When she was finally out of sight, he took a deep breath before heading inside

Victor's ward.

Because she promised to meet Victor that day, Ivan wasn't too worried about letting her go.

He knew he could trust her on this occasion.

A few seconds after Ivan entered Victor's ward, Rachel caught up with the nurse.

She didn't really need to go to the bathroom. She just wanted to talk with the nurse again.

On a bench, a few meters away, Rachel saw the nurse treating the wound on the back of her hand. Seeing the nurse getting teary-eyed from the pain made her subconsciously put her hand into her coat pocket and grab on to something important.

It was the pendant Abby made for her.

In the past four years, she never went anywhere without it.