Chapter 804


    Chapter 804 Guilt In Genevieve


    Soon, the elevator came back.


    The man stood aside and let Genevieve in. Again, in a cold tone, he stated, “I''m sorry for the trouble.”


    “It''s all right.” Genevieve went into the elevator with the tub of ice cream.


    Since they needed ess cards for VIP rooms, Genevieve whipped out her ess card and swiped it on the monitor before pressing the


    button for the thirteenth floor. However, even when she pressed on it a couple of times, it was still not responding.


    Genevieve swiped the card again and pressed the button for the twelfth floor.


    When she arrived on the twelfth floor, she wanted to take the stairs to go to the thirteenth floor, only to see two burly men guarding the


    staircase.


    Upon seeing Genevieve, one of them put his hands behind his back and tensed up.


    Genevieve froze for a few seconds before saying calmly, “My friend is in room 1308 on the thirteenth floor.”


    Staring at Genevieve intently, the man replied sternly, “All the patients on the thirteenth floor have been transferred to this floor. Please ask


    the nurses for your friend''s room.”


    “Okay.” Genevieve got out of there quickly, and she was sweating bullets.


    Although Herbert was a soldier, all the housekeepers in the Zeigler residence were ordinary people apart from the security guards who were


    ex-military.


    Even when Herbert was throwing a birthday party, his sons weren''t intimidating. When Genevieve went into the Zeigler residence, she felt as


    though she was just attending a normal birthday party for an elderly.


    That day, however, she was intimated by bodyguards twice, and she could feel a chill running down her spine. I guess the patient on the


    thirteenth floor is a big shot.


    With the help of a nurse on the twelfth floor, Genevieve found the room Harry was transferred to. She went there and knocked on the door


    before walking in.


    Harry''s bed was raised up, and he was leaning on a pillow while watching a movie on his tablet.


    Upon hearing someone knocking on the door, he turned toward the entrance. His eyes lit up when he saw Genevieve walking in, but he


    quickly shifted his gaze back toward the tablet and ignored Genevieve.


    Pulling a chair for herself, Genevieve nced at him. “Are you still mad?”


    Harry ignored her.


    “I bought some matcha-vored ice cream. I know you like them.” Genevieve took out the tub of ice cream and waved it around in front of


    his face.


    Harry failed to hold it back. “How did you know I like matcha-vored ice cream?”


    “I bought a milkshake for you thest time around, and you said you wanted matcha ice cream instead. Hence, I assumed that you like


    matcha-vored food.” Genevieve opened the tub of ice cream and scooped out a small spoonful of ice cream.


    She then put the ice cream near his mouth and uttered, “Since you''re still not feeling well, you''re only going to get three spoonfuls, okay? I''ll


    leave the rest in the fridge.”


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    Harry lowered his head to eat the ice cream and smiled.


    While feeding him ice cream, Genevieve exined, “It''s not that I have no use for you anymore, okay? It''s just that I haven''t been home for a


    few days, and my kids are missing me.”


    “But I miss you too.” Harry pursed his lips. “It''s so boring to be stuck in the hospital.”


    “Should I get Evan toe here, then?”


    Genevieve asked the doctors before, and they told her that Harry had suffered a few broken bones, so he was supposed to be hospitalized for


    at least a month. Hence, someone had to be there to apany him.


    “Evan had already gone to Irushea.”


    “Well...” After giving it some thought, Genevieve asked, “Should I call your mom?”


    Quickly shaking his head, Harry replied, “Don''t do that, Genevieve. My mom is so strict with me. If she finds out that I was involved in an


    ident, she''s going to ground me for a few months. Besides, she won''t even let me get on a motorcycle anymore.”


    Lowering his gaze, he mumbled, “Genevieve, it''s okay if you don''t want to keep mepany.”


    Upon hearing that, Genevieve felt guilty. To be fair, Harry was just being kind when he wanted to check on the car that rolled down the slope.


    If not for that, he wouldn''t be in the hospital now.


    Massaging her temples, Genevieve suddenly remembered something. “Didn''t your bodyguardse with you to Jadeborough?”