Chapter 259 Catherine Was His

As Rachel watched Catherine from behind, she was filled with an indescribable sense of loss. She turned and opened the door to the hospital ward. She saw Harry sitting on the edge of the bed. His eyes were blank and red. Obviously, he had been crying. The words she wanted to say stuck in her throat. She simply patted Harry on his shoulder and comforted, "You should pull yourself together sooner rather than later. It's no good for you to look so sickly." Harry remained silent. He closed his eyes for a moment, then said, "I'm fine." Rachel no longer believed his lip service about being fine. If he were fine, he would not have landed himself in the hospital or ended up so miserable. "If you do not wish to give up, you will still have to nurse yourself back to health. How are you going to compete with Jeremy by wallowing like this?" Rachel questioned earnestly. Harry hummed his assent. Nonetheless, he just wanted to be alone for a while right now. He would think about what else