Chapter 38 Larissa was stunned for two seconds before realizing that he had completely misunderstood her . She explained hurriedly . " No , I don't want to kill him- " Then , she told him about everything that had happened today . On the other end of the phone , Dylan , having realized his mistake , blushed in embarrassment . He covered his mouth with his hand , coughing lightly before regaining his composure . " To be honest , I've been handling divorce cases for so many years , but I've never encountered a situation where the husband dies halfway through the court ruling process . Of course , your ex - husband is not dead yet , but in the event that he does , the normal procedure would be to continue the inheritance process . As for how much money you would get from the property , you'll have to wait until the lawsuit is over and settled . " The process sounded very long to her . Larissa couldn't help but sigh in frustration . She thought to herself . She must have been really unlucky in this life to have all that misfortune inflicted upon her . " Please , don't blame me for meddling when I say this but- " Dylan hesitated for a while before continuing . " With the shameless behavior displayed by your ex- husband's family , I suspect it would be more troublesome if he didn't die than if he did . " Of course , his words had to be proven right . A day later , Mrs. Hardy came to the Regal Dynasty again , squatting in the same spot she had occupied the last few times she was there , lying in wait for Larissa . Larissa had already been notified by the security guard - after the last incident , she'd specially informed the guards to call her as soon as they saw Mrs. Hardy in order for her to be prepared and leave secretly through the hotel's emergency back entrance . But Mrs. Hardy was more patient than she had imagined . After she failed to intercept Larissa that day , Mrs. Hardy came to the hotel every day after , and every time she came , she would squat by the entrance for the entire day . It had been raining heavily every day for the past week in Covenford as it was located in one of the areas affected by the hurricane . All over the city , stagnant puddles accumulated , some of them so deep that they came up to one's calves . Due to the weather conditions making driving inconvenient , most of the citizens chose to use public transport as their main traveling means . In that week itself , no matter if it was peak hour or not , regardless of the subway line one took , everywhere in the city was overcrowded . Yet , under such less - than - ideal conditions , Mrs. Hardy showed up every day anyway , her presence even more dedicated than the employees of the hotel . The woman held a large black umbrella as she squatted in a corner close to the wall . She was curled up in a ball to minimize the chances of her getting wet from the rain . When she was hungry , she would take a few bites of the buns she'd brought along with her . And when she was thirsty , she would drink hot water from a thermos she'd prepared beforehand . Her pitiful appearance had garnered the sympathy of quite a lot of passersby . The guard who was helping Larissa keep an eye out for Mrs. Hardy's presence had tried to advise her more than once . " Ms. Seymour , why don't you go talk to your mother - in - law properly ? Having her wait at the hotel's entrance every day doesn't seem right ! " Every time , Larissa brushed it off without giving much thought to it . One day , she received another call from the security guard , his voice anxious as he spoke . " Ms. Seymour , please come downstairs ! Your mother - in - law has fainted ! " No matter how much she did not want to interact with the Hardy family , she was forced to attend to the situation downstairs . Mrs. Hardy , who had fainted , had been carried into the hotel lobby and was now lying on the couch where the guests rested , her eyes closed . The clothes on her were completely soaked and plastered to her skin , and her half- white hair separated into strands . Mrs. Hardy's brows were knitted , and her face was flushed unnaturally . Even her pants were heavier than usual . " She looks like she has a fever , " the security guard told Larissa . Larissa glanced at what Mrs. Hardy had been wearing - it would be a miracle if she didn't have a fever . Because of the consecutive storms , even if they'd just entered October , the temperature in Covenford had already dropped to below 68 degrees . Mrs. Hardy had been running between the hotel and the hospital on a daily basis for the entire week , wearing nothing other than a thin shirt - she did not even have a jacket on . Larissa did not drive to work . In weather like this , not even e - hailing apps worked . Therefore , after considering their options , they decided to call 911 . The ambulance arrived almost an hour later . Then , it took one more hour before Mrs. Hardy was sent to the hospital closest to the hotel - Victory General Hospital .