The Broken Warrior's Daughter

Chapter 670

"Mom, Delbert isn't dead, right? He can't die. We made plans for the future together. He wouldn't break his promise. Mom, tell me, Delbert isn't dead, is he?"

"Yvonne, I know you can't accept this fact, but the forensic doctor has already confirmed..." Miriam sighed heavily.

"You're all lying to me. All of you are lying to me. I don't believe it!"

Harriet directly shook off Miriam's hand, suffering a mental breakdown.

Lucas couldn't bear to see this and discreetly inserted a silver needle into Harriet's head while she wasn't paying attention.

Harriet's crying halted abruptly, and her tired eyelids struggled to stay open.

After blinking a few times, they eventually closed.

"Will this be okay?" Miriam asked with some concern.

"Don't worry, Ms. Miriam. There won't be any side effects. Yvonne will wake up after a while, and by then, she should be more lucid," Lucas assured.

Seeing that, everyone sighed helplessly, hoping she would recover soon.

No one expected such a thing to happen!

...

In a blink of an eye, Harriet woke up again, but this time she didn't cry or make a scene.

Instead, she gazed calmly at the ceiling, lost in her thoughts, making everyone hesitant to disturb her.

The atmosphere was briefly quiet until a series of footsteps interrupted it.

Arthur cautiously entered the room, intending to speak.

However, upon seeing Harriet awake, he hesitated to say a word, unsure of what to say.

After much hesitation, he finally spoke up, "The police just notified us to... claim the body."

At these words, Harriet's vacant eyes trembled slightly.

Arthur cleared his throat.

"How about this, Yvonne? You stay here and rest. We'll go claim it."

"Yeah, we should..." Henry chimed in. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"No need."

Before anyone could say more, Harriet threw off the covers and got out of bed.

Even though her clothes were wrinkled, she paid no attention to them.

Her eyes were unfocused.

Seeing that, the Bass brothers were particularly worried.

Arthur intended to say something again but was cut off by Harriet.

"He’s my husband. I’m his wife. Now that he's dead, I should be the one to claim the body."

"But you..." Arthur still felt uneasy.

"Arthur, trust me, I'll be fine."

Harriet forced a smile to reassure Arthur, leaving him with no choice but to lead her to the police station.

Later on, Harriet followed the Bass brothers into the police station in a daze.

They were led into a morgue by the police comrades, where they saw a covered body laid out on the mortuary table.

"Please accept our condolences," a police officer said before intending to give them some privacy.

Just as he turned away, a cold voice rang out.

"He isn’t Delbert!"

The police officer turned back to see Harriet uncovering the white sheet and carefully examining the body.

Having shared a bed with Delbert for so long, she was intimately familiar with every inch of his body.

Even though the man in front of her was unrecognizable, she was sure he wasn’t Delbert!