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Chapter 497 | Do Not Want To See Her

Over forty minutes later, Harrietta slowly cto consciousness.

Zachary immediately sat by the bed. "Hattie, you're awake. How are you feeling?"

"Uncle Zachary..."

Harrietta blinked. Having just woken up, she was still somewhat groggy.

Several parts of her body throbbed with pain, and she finally remembered what had happened before she lost

consciousness. Her lips quivered in distress, and she burst into tears. "Uncle Zachary, | was so scared... A car hit

me..." Zachary's heart clenched with worry. He gently reassured, "Don't cry, Hattie. Everything's okay now.

Daddy's here. The bad person who hurt you has been caught."

For a fleeting moment, Isla felt a pang of envy toward Harrietta, who was on the receiving end of Zachary's

sincere and tender care. There were moments when those sharp eyes could reveal such gentle and soothing

emotions. She stepped forward and said sorrowfully, "Hattie, I'm sorry. | didn't protect you well enough. It's my

fault for letting you suffer."

Upon hearing her voice, Harrietta glanced at her. Gripped by fear, she clung onto Zachary's clothes, her eyes

blurred with tears. "Uncle Zachary, | don't want to see her. Can you ask her to leave, please?"

Isla's expression subtly changed. She moved to the other side of the bed and held Harrietta's hand. "Hattie, I'm

sorry. Please don't tellto leave. | promise to take good care of you."

Harrietta turned her head away, ignoring her.

Zachary looked at Isla. "You should go. I've got this covered."

Isla said, "I think | should stay. It would be rather inconvenient for you, a grown man, to take care of Hattie."

"I've already informed Miranda. She'll be at the hospital soon," Zachary said nonchalantly, "Hattie doesn't want

to see you right now."

Isla opened her mouth, turning her gaze toward Harrietta.

Harrietta nestled her head against Zachary's chest.

"All right then," Isla said, a hint of resignation in her voice. "I'm heading hnow, Hattie. I'll csee you

tomorrow."

"All right, she's gone."

Zachary lowered his head, gently patting Harrietta's shoulder.

Harrietta peeked out and only after confirming that Isla had truly left did she pull away from his embrace,

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pouting. "Uncle Zachary, am | seriously hurt? Am | going to die?" "No, they're just superficial injuries. A bit of rest

and recovery is all you need."

"So, am | supposed to stay in the hospital forever?"

"You can go hin a week."

"lI won't have to go to school for a week then."

"| can invite your teacher to the hospital to give you lessons."

"Nol"

Harrietta pursed her lips as a thought crossed her mind. She glanced out the window and whispered, "Uncle

Zachary, was there a surveillance camera at the intersection where my car accident occurred?" "Yes, the police

have already found the car that hit you. What's the matter?"

Harrietta carefully chose her words. "When we were crossing the road back then, it was crowded with people.

The car wasn't moving fast, and most people managed to dodge it. | was the only one who got hit. Everyone

assumed that because | was young, | didn't react in time. But the truth is, | could have avoided it too. However,

someone pushedfrom behind, and that's how | ended up getting hit."

Zachary's expression gradually turned serious. "I'll have them send over the surveillance footage right away."

"Okay."

Zachary took out his phone and called the police. "My daughter has regained consciousness. She mentioned that

someone pushed her during the car accident. Could you please take a closer look at the surveillance footage?"

The police officer hesitated for a few seconds. "Is it possible that the child's memory got jumbled after getting

hurt?" "No," Zachary stated.

"But... when | was reviewing the surveillance footage earlier, it showed that the victim's mother was behind

her..." Zachary was momentarily stunned. "Could you doa favor and send the surveillance footage to my

email?" He then shared his email address.

A few minutes later, he received an email with a video attachment.

Zachary directly opened it from his phone.

"l want to see it too."

Harrietta leaned over.

Both of them were utterly engrossed in the phone screen, not even blinking their eyes.

In the scene, there was no one behind Harrietta. It seemed like the adults found her slow pace annoying, either

walking ahead of her or passing by her side.

Only Isla was by her side, a hand resting on her shoulder, appearing as though she was protecting her.

Then, the car arrived, Harrietta was hit, and the car left.

Zachary moved the progress bar back a bit and rewatched the video from that point.

Harrietta pointed out, "Uncle Zachary, look! She just lifted her arm! She was the one who pushed me!" "Mm."

Zachary also noticed Isla's subtle actions.

To most people, this small action might seem insignificant. However, in light of Harrietta's claim that someone

had pushed her, the issue becmuch more serious. Why did Isla push Harrietta, causing her to get hurt?

Was the car accident a random occurrence, or was it orchestrated by Isla?

What was her purpose?

The fact that Isla would harm Harrietta was beyond Zachary's expectations. However, upon careful

consideration, he thought it was within the realm of reason.

Harrietta was Isla's daughter, yet Isla didn't harbor any maternal affection toward her. The only reason she

acknowledged Harrietta was because she was her daughter.

Throughout their entire

acquaintance, Isla had always

regarded Harrietta merely as a tool

It was only natural for her to use

Harrietta to achieve certain

tel.

objectives. Even if Harrietta got hurt, Isla wouldn't feel a shred of

sympathy.

Zachary put away his phone and asked in a gentle voice, "Hattie, why do you think she did this?"

Harrietta tilted her head, pondering for a moment. "Perhaps she wants to see you? After all, during my hospital

stay, you'll surely visitevery day. She'll cover every day too..." She wasn't the least bit heartbroken.

Throughout the entire ordeal, she never once considered the weird lady as her mother.

However, Zachary felt that something was off.

Perhaps Isla had done this to use Harrietta's pain to hold him back.

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An idea sparked in Zachary's mind in a flash. He immediately stood up, took out his phone, and dialed Lenora's

number.

The melodic ring of a bell echoed throughout the ward.

As the ringing persisted, Zachary found his fists involuntarily clenching tighter. His lips were pursed as he paced

back and forth by the window.

Just when Zachary thought the call would disconnect on its own, it finally went through.

""Hello? Nora?"

"What's wrong?" Lenora's voice echoed from the other end of the line.

"Where are you now?"

"I'm at home. What's up? I'm cooking."

Zachary let out a nearly inaudible sigh of relief. "Nothing, were you hall day today?"

"Yeah, | was editing photos at home."

"For the next couple of days, try not to leave the house," Zachary advised. "And even if you must, ensure Flynn

and the others accompany you. Don't open the door to strangers either." "What happened?"

Zachary briefly explained the situation.

"Is Hattie all right? She's Isla's daughter. | can't believe Isla..." Lenora was utterly taken aback, almost dropping

the spatula on the floor.

"Hattie had a minor injury. She's awake now and it's nothing serious. Take good care of yourself."

“All right."

After ending the call, Zachary

slipped his phone back into his pocket and returned to the bedside He glanced at the medicine bottle, then rang

for the nurse to cover and replace the bottle for Harrietta.

Not long after, Isla pushed the door open again carrying two boxes of takeout in her hands. She smiled at

Zachary and Harrietta. "I was on my way hwhen | remembered that you hadn't had dinner yet, sod bought

you a box of food."

Zachary exchanged a glance with Harrietta, then said, "Just put it on the table."

Bringinga lunchbox is just an excuse. Her real intent is to keep an eye on me, right? But if Nora is at home,

then who is Isla targeting?