GoodReadThe doctor had just left the room when Kenneth scooped Dorothy up from the floor.
"You know, with him out of the picture now, you can finally come back with me, right?" Dorothy's gaze was hollow. It took her a long moment to respond. "Kevin! Yes, Kevin must know where he's gone. Kenneth, please, take me to Lopez Corporation!" "You're going to show up like this? You should at least swing by the hospital to clean up and change!" Her clothes were soaked through, clinging to her skin with stains of blood here and there.
It was an understatement to say she was a mess.
"I can't wait, | just can't! | need to be with Everett! Kenneth, please, just take me there, right now!" The words were forced. Her voice was so hoarse and it was almost inaudible, with her lips barely moving.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"No way, you're coming with me first!" Kenneth couldn't let her go on like this. They had been up all night, and even the healthiest body couldn't take this.
Dorothy clutched at his shirt desperately. "Please..." "I'm the one begging you, okay? We'll hit the hospital, change your clothes, and then we'll go!" "Now..." Before Dorothy could finish her plea, darkness enveloped her vision, and she lost consciousness in a second.
She had pushed herself to her limit.
"Dorothy, Dorothy!" Kenneth hurriedly carried her toward City Hospital. There was no time to go back to their original hospital. They needed the closest one.
Dorothy was burning up. At this rate, she'd be gone before Everett.
In Mellamo City, Swevia Country.
As soon as the plane touched down, a medical team that had been waiting rushed forward.
Everett was quickly transferred to the private hospital of Lopez Corporation for emergency surgery.
As her son was wheeled into the OR for the third time, Amanda fainted, again.
The attending physician suggested she rest, but who could sleep at a time like this? Time ticked mercilessly on. Jonathan stood resolutely outside the OR, neither eating nor drinking.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Jonathan, Ms. Garcia has been detained." His bodyguard approached, bending at the waist in a show of respect as he reported.
"Are we sure she's lost it?" "Yes, sir. Multiple doctors have confirmed it." Jonathan had wanted to eliminate future threats. Heather had brought nothing but trouble to the Lopez family. He had thought Heather would be content about the payment for her saving his wife. But now everything had escalated.
Heather wanted to die with her son.
Jonathan could not tolerate it.
"Take care of it," he said, his voice devoid of hesitation, his face a mask of resolve.
To grant Heather a swift end was already more mercy than she deserved.
"Yes, Jonathan." As the bodyguard turned to leave, Amanda, who had just come to and was being wheeled over, grabbed him, looking to her husband, "No! Heather saved my life!" "Haven't we repaid her enough?" Jonathan erupted, his voice rarely this harsh with his wife. "I've turned a blind eye in the past, thinking if you two finished your schemes and my son ended up marrying her, it would be a happy ending. You'd get a daughter- in-law you genuinely liked. But look at what Heather's doing now!" He never imagined his wife would go so far as to endanger lives for Heather's sake! Heather had not only tried to kill Dorothy, but also dared to lift a hand against the Lopez family's lineage. Regardless of how Dorothy's children might turn out, they were of the Lopez family! "Jonathan..." "What's more important to you, your son or Heather? You better get your priorities straight!"
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