Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1045

Arnold immediately said, "Are you sincere? We're here to invest money, not ask you for money. It's just a hospital room, right?"

The assistant doctor looked conflicted, hesitating to speak.

Arnold glanced inside and disdainfully said, "What's the big deal? We've seen mentally ill patients. Why is your situation so special? Open it! I must see who's so important inside."

At this point, Wilbur also needed help to handle it. "Mr. Nick, it's indeed a bit challenging for us. This person is somewhat special. We can negotiate if there are objections, but we can't breach the contract. At least, not for now."

"It's okay. We just want to see the interior conditions. If there's nothing special, then forget it!" Nick said.

While they were talking, I kept my eyes on the person on the bed. She was unaffected by the external disturbances, motionless, with her hair covering her entire face. She might be asleep.

I was so anxious that I almost shouted out Beatrice's name. But at a time like this, I knew calling her name would ruin everything.

My mind was spinning rapidly, trying to figure out a way to confirm if it was Beatrice inside.

Suddenly, I remembered a phrase, something she would understand. We used to say this phrase to each other when we joked around in the dormitory.

"If you don't want to see, fine. I'll just stay on the upper bunk. That's it!" As I said this, I suddenly saw the person lifting her head, looking toward the door.

Fortunately, the assistant doctor's phone rang, and he walked outside. In that instant, I saw her face, clearly presented before my eyes.

I was stunned, my eyes wide open. If that wasn't Beatrice, who else could it be? But her face was slightly smaller, and she was extremely pale. Her eyes were hollow and wide open, like two black holes.

She had lost her original shape, and only the general appearance remained. But those two dark, curved eyebrows were familiar. Back then, when we lay on the bed whispering secrets, I often praised her beautiful eyebrows.

She looked completely different from the Beatrice I knew without these features—like two distinct people.