The lady doctor looked at Lola curling up on the bed. Although she covered herself with the blanket, she could assume what happened from her trembling body.
The doctor didn't know how to proceed. "Hello," she said tentatively. "I'm a doctor. Please allow me to examine you."
She patted Lola gently. Lola felt cold all over. Even the blanket couldn't warm her.
"That's not necessary." Lola said, her faint voice muffled by the sheet. Simultaneously, the lounge door slammed open from the outside.
"Where is she?" Hearing the familiar voice, Lola burst into tears.
Harry came in and glanced at the doctor. The doctor gestured to Lola helplessly.
"She won't let me examine her." The doctor threw up her hands in surrender and was waved off by Harry.
Harry and Lola were left alone in the room. Studying the shivering woman hiding under the blanket, he felt overwhelmed with emotion.
After a couple of minutes, he gently pulled back the blanket. His face turned stormy at the sight of Lola half-naked under the military coat.
What happened to her?
He lifted her up gently and held her in his arms.
Lola left her arms hanging at her sides. She didn't know where to put them.
Harry's hug made her feel warm. But he didn't know how dirty she was after being molested by the men.
Abruptly, she desperately pushed Harry away.
Not expecting the movement, Harry was pushed a few steps back. Looking at her crumpling face, he cautiously walked over.
"Calm down. I'm here." Harry wasn't angry. He took her in his arms again and straightened her messy hair.
Lola couldn't bear to push him away again and fell into his arms, crying bitterly.
Harry kept comforting her, making her feel much better.
"I'm dirty..." She whispered after a long time. At her words, Harry lifted her face and kissed her.
Lola pushed him away. She felt so filthy. How could she deserve such a decent man?
She covered herself with the blanket again. Harry pulled back the blanket and saw her trousers were intact.
He leaned closer and turned her face towards him, kissing her again.
"I don't care." He said softly in her ear.
Lola sneered, "You definitely don't care. You won't marry me in the future!" At that thought, she pushed Harry away and got up from bed.
Putting on Jordan's jacket, she said, "Damn it! I was molested! I'll pay a dozen hired men to make her suffer!" She stormed outside.
Harry heard her muttering and frowned. She seemed to know who was responsible for this.
"Who did this to you?" Harry asked.
Lola rested her hand on the doorknob, "If I said it was Yolanda, would you believe me?"
Harry's silence was very telling. She scoffed. She knew he wouldn't believe her.
She slammed the door in fury. Harry called Joey for updates. "How is it?"
Joey was still at the crossroad. The scene was horrible. The men's eyes were gouged out. "It's quite upsetting here. The situation's a bit tricky. A dozen of Jordan's men gouged their eyes out, beat them to a pulp, and left. Before they were taken to the police station, they confessed that Sara had ordered them..."
... Sara! Why did Lola say it was Yolanda?
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