Chapter 524 What Could Be More Hurtful?

Shirley gradually became nervous. She held her breath and walked to the door of Braden's ward step by step. Then, she gently pushed the door open.

The luxurious ward was spacious and simple, and the air exuded a soothing faint fragrance.

Braden was lying flat on the hospital bed with his eyes closed. His long and thick eyelashes shone brightly under the orange light at the head of the bed, casting mottled shadows on his lower eyelids.

He fell heavily. His head was wrapped in white gauze, and his left arm and right leg were in plaster. It was as if he had fallen into a broken doll and was reassembling and grafting, to the distress of those who watched him.

Shirley couldn't utter a word.

Her tears blurred her vision.

Braden became like this because of her. His old wounds had not healed yet, and she had caused so many more heartbreaks to him. One by one, they were like heavy shackles, which made her breathless.