Claire stood quietly beside the hospital bed, her arms folded tightly across her chest, her eyes glued to the frail man lying beneath a thin white sheet. Her expression was unreadable—stoic, calculated—but her mind was running at full speed. Mr. Browson, the man who had once been her husband and Chantel's father, was in a critical state. He needed constant medical attention—round-the-clock care from professionals. But what Claire was most concerned about now wasn't just his medical condition. It was the possibility of Chantel showing up again and causing yet another public scene. The last time her daughter had come, she had barged in sobbing, demanding answers, causing chaos in the ward, and attracting far too much attention from hospital staff and visitors alike.
Claire had made up her mind. She would not allow a repeat of that incident.
She turned to the physician overseeing Mr. Browson's case and said with a firm voice, "I want him discharged as soon as possible."
