Chapter 118 Showering Her With Gifts

• Freda's POV
• "Dont worry mama, I got you," Hardin said as I shifted in the wheelchair, feeling the remnants of my hospital stay clinging to me, Hardin's gentle touch was like a soothing balm on my weary soul.
• Today marked my discharge day, and even though I haven't fully recovered, I told Hardin that I didn't like the hospital smell and it's making me more sick. Hardin's response was nothing short of pure love and care, he had arranged for me to continue my treatment at home.