The doctor pushed the door open and entered. "Don't worry, Ms. Saunders. You are not severely injured. Rest home for a few days. You'll recover."
"OK. Thank you, Doc."
Mya was still wearing the wedding dress. Her coiled-up hair was messy, but she still looked charming, adding a pleasant view to the ward.
The doctor nodded at them and left.
The door wasn't locked, so Clarence walked in directly. Seeing his daughter in a wedding dress, he was in a trance, becoming excited.
"Dad?" Mya gaped at him. "Here you came..." She turned to check on Finnley.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Saunders." Finnley hurriedly stood up.
Clarence couldn't calm down at all. As a father, he had countlessly imagined his daughter's wedding.
He watched Mya in a wedding gown, tears welling up in his eyes.
He had to admit time had flown, and his daughter had grown up.
"Dad, I only had some scratches. My hair was dragged. Nothing severe," Mya said in a relaxed tone, "I don't need to stay here. We can leave now."
"That's good. That's good..." Clarence finally felt relieved.
"You are too busy. Didn't I tell you not to come here?" Mya felt touched.
"I'm worried about you, silly girl."
Suddenly, Clarence's phone rang. He received a call from his office. "OK. OK. I'll be right there."
After hanging up, he said to Finnley, "I'll leave Mya to you, Finnley. Thank you for taking care of her."
"Of course, Mrs. Saunders. Please go ahead."
Clarence nodded at them and walked out of the ward.
After a few steps, he saw the elevator doors slide open. Ivan and Jennifer appeared. Clarence felt a sense of guilt, his heart tightening.
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