After all these years, Catherine had already let it all go. She knew she couldn't bring down the Killians and seek justice for Daphne.
Catherine was no longer determined to find out the truth. She was afraid that she might lose everything if she did. She only had a simple wish. She just wanted Hera by her side and for her to be healthy and safe.
"If something had happened to you, what should I have done?" Catherine choked.
Hera felt her shoulder growing damp as Catherine trembled all over. Hera suddenly felt rather guilty.
At that time, she only wanted to prevent Bernard from dying with her. Thus, she did not consider how much her family would worry for her.
"Sorry for making you worry about me," Hera patted Catherine's back while comforting her. "Everything's fine. Look at me. I'm still here, right?"
Catherine looked at Hera's bandaged left arm. Such a severe injury would surely leave a scar behind once healed.
She wiped her tears away before affectionately holding Hera's left hand. She then asked in a chiding tone, "Is this even considered fine? Your hand won't look nice anymore if your injury leaves a scar behind."
Besides, it was Hera's dominant hand. No one knew whether the injury would affect Hera from administering acupuncture and typing codes.
"It's just a scar. If I can't earn money from my work, I'll just rely on my looks," Hera said, looking unbothered.
But Catherine knew that Hera was merely comforting herself. No woman liked having scars. Besides, Hera was a workaholic. An injured hand would complicate matters at work.
"I'll take care of her." At that moment, Bernard's voice suddenly drifted from the doorway.
Hera looked up and saw him standing at the ward entrance. She couldn't help but recall what he said that day.
"Don't be afraid. I'll be with you to the end."
Her heartbeat raced uncontrollably. So many emotions threatened to overwhelm her, but she managed to hold herself back.
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