The night is deep.
Isabella Weaver stayed by her mother's bedside, watching her unconscious state, her eyes swollen with tears as she lightly embraced her.
Director Valley said Shiely Morrison might not wake up this time, suggesting she prepare for the aftermath.
Isabella was heartbroken. She tucked her mother in, instructed Secretary Clarke to take good care of her, and got up to leave.
Harry Hunter had been waiting for her, and seeing her come out, he stepped forward and held her hand.
"Heading home?"
"No, to the Weaver Family."
Harry Hunter wrapped her cold hands in his warm ones, suddenly making her feel full of inner strength: "I'm going to confront Christopher Weaver!"
"I will go with you."
Harry Hunter held her hand as they walked out of the hospital, got in the car, and David drove them towards the Weaver Family's place.
Isabella leaned against Harry, who tightly held her.
