CHAPTER 198: CHAPTER 199: NO REASON NEEDED (4)

What kind of thing is Harry Snowpine, in Kris Cooper’s view, that man doesn’t even have the qualification to carry Vera Wave’s shoes.

Just thinking about his woman, being held by such a bastard, stirs up a wave of anger in his heart.

"From now on... don’t mention his name."

Knock knock knock!

The sound of knocking on the door rang out.

Vera Wave hurriedly withdrew her hand, Kris Cooper knew she was embarrassed, reached out to hold her right hand that had the needle, and carefully placed her back at the head of the bed.

"Come in."

Andre Colin walked in, his gaze swept over Vera Wave, whose face was slightly red and dared not meet his eyes, and landed on Kris Cooper’s face, with an inquisitive look in his eyes.

"Wait for me a moment."

Gently whispering to Vera Wave, Kris Cooper stood up and led Andre Colin out of the ward.

He only stopped walking when they were a little further away.

"I’ve already thought it over, I won’t try to awaken her memories anymore." Kris Cooper turned around, his eyes already tinged with depth, "Do you have any way to find out what exactly happened to her?"

Recalling Vera Wave’s reaction in his office before, Kris Cooper vaguely already sensed the scent of that dark experience.

Although he didn’t want her to remember this matter, he absolutely couldn’t just let it go.

He needs to know the truth, if someone has indeed hurt her, he must make them pay the price they deserve.

"We can try hypnosis," Andre Colin mused for a moment, "but given her current state, it’s best not to try rashly. Let her rest for a few days, then you bring her, and I will give it a try."

Kris Cooper nodded lightly.

"There’s one more thing, I have to remind you." Andre Colin’s dark eyes were filled with seriousness, "Kris, you must think clearly, to cover up the truth, you may have to tell her a lot of lies, are you really sure you want to do this?"

Kris Cooper unhesitatingly spat out four words.

"Absolutely certain."

As long as she is happy, he is willing to wrong himself.

Stepping forward, Andre Colin raised his palm and patted his friend’s shoulder.

"If you need anything, just let me know."

Kris Cooper nodded lightly, without expressing thanks; no need for courtesy between good friends.

The two returned to the ward, Andre Colin briefly examined Vera Wave’s body, asked her simple questions, confirmed her current state was quite good, and then called a nurse to remove the IV needle for her.

"If anything happens or you feel unwell, call me anytime."

"Alright, thank you, Dean Andre."

Andre Colin chuckled, "Didn’t we agree, not to call me Dean?"

Vera Wave stuck out her tongue playfully, "Sorry, I forgot... Brother Andre."

Beside the bed, Kris Cooper was squatting down, helping her with the shoes placed under the bed, hearing this intimate "Brother Andre," cast an annoyed glance at Andre Colin.

Feeling the murderous gaze from that jealous sourpuss, Andre Colin pretended not to see it.

"Vera, have a good rest then, come find me in a few days when you have time, and I’ll recheck your EEG."

Vera Wave slipped her foot into the shoe, smiled back at him, "Okay."

As she was about to say goodbye to Andre Colin, Kris Cooper’s large hand already reached over, embraced her waist, and half-hugged her out of the ward. Vera Wave raised her hand wanting to wave at Andre Colin, but just as she raised it, Kris Cooper pushed it back down.

Having seen Andre Colin only twice, she called "Brother Andre" so endearingly, is this mischievous girl deliberately trying to annoy him?