Chapter 844

Cindy wasn't the only one feeling awkward and uncomfortable. I was in the same boat. At that moment, I truly wished I could just cut off Bruce's hand to free myself and escape this ward. Now, it was impossible to clarify anything. Cindy must hate me. What conversation could I possibly have with Kate? Bruce definitely didn't need me right now. Yet here I was, unable to shake off Bruce's grip on my wrist while Kate used me as a prop to force Cindy to leave. I felt like the biggest pawn in their game. Sure enough, Cindy could no longer endure the situation. She grabbed her bag and turned to leave. "Go home and rest first, Ms. Lane. Mr. Harold will definitely call you when he wakes up," I hastily said, not wanting Cindy to harbor too much resentment toward me. But as soon as I said it, I realized it sounded off. Cindy was already at her most embarrassed moment. Quietly leaving would have been the most graceful exit. Instead, I had to say something that I thought was comforting, but