Chapter 291

In Acreport Hospital, Alyssa was getting her wounds dressed. Howard sat alone in the hospital corridor. The lights in the hospital felt cold. He leaned back in the chair by himself and stared at the pale ceiling. Too much had happened that day, so his mind was in a mess. Megan's figure constantly appeared in his thoughts. He recalled the bits and pieces of their years together, as well as how she carried herself these past few days as Elena. Her tears and the look in her eyes stabbed at his heart. But Alyssa's slit wrist, which was slick with blood, drowned out all that. She was his responsibility. A wave of emotions surged within him, and crushing helplessness washed over his entire being. He didn't know how to make things right for everyone. Howard shut his eyes, feeling tormented. What forced him to open them again was an old, angry voice that called out, "Howard!" He opened his eyes to Ronald's furious face in front of him. "Grandpa," Howard murmured. Ronald snorted. "You ba