Chapter 415
Chapter 415
So, their old man passed away, but did they need to go to the graveyard to pay their respects?
"If you wanna, go ahead. I ain't going." Ian responded, then turned around and walked off back to the
classroom with a cold expression.
"Ian...I miss Mom...when is she coming back?" Rita quickened her pace to catch up with him, grabbing
his arm.
"She'll be back soon, I reckon." Ian had a gut feeling.
With Elijah gone, there was nothing holding their mom back anymore.
......
Mike drove Violette to the hospital and asked Adrian to check her out. The moment Violette saw
Adrian, she asked straight away, "Which hospital is he in?"
Adrian replied, "Hope Hospital. The latest info I got is that he's still in critical condition. Don't freak out,
Violette."
He helped her onto a bed to rest. It took her a while to digest his words. "Adrian...does that mean...he's
not...dead?"
Adrian sighed. "He went into shock once, but they managed to pull him back. He's still in critical
condition."
She let out a breath of relief, but still looked dazed.
Adrian wheeled her into the ER, carefully cutting open her pants leg with scissors. The bandage was
completely soaked with blood.
"Violette, your wound is so bad. Why didn't you take care of it?" Adrian scolded, carefully unwrapping
the bandage from her leg.
Violette casually replied, "Didn't hurt that much."
"Even if it's not painful, you could get an infection if you don't take care of it." Adrian sighed, "Good
thing Mike brought you back."
Standing by the door, Mike was on the phone with Joey.
He wanted to tell him that Elijah wasn’t dead yet, but the call wouldn't go through.
"Damn it. This guy has me on his block list!" Mike pocketed his phone and walked into the ER.
Seeing Violette's bloody leg, he cursed under his breath, "Violette! What the hell did you do to yourself?
Are they gonna have to amputate?!" NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
Mike's outburst disrupted Violette's calm demeanor.
"Can you not blabber nonsense?"
"Your leg looks like that, and you want me to stay quiet?" Mike ruffled his hair, "Adrian, can she recover
from this?"
Adrian shook his head, "The wound's too big. There'll definitely be a scar."
"Ah...a scar is a scar. As long as she's not losing a leg." Mike watched as Adrian cleaned the wound,
"Does she need to be hospitalized?"
"It'd be best if she stays, but she can rest at home too. I can come by every day for the dressing."
Adrian looked at her, "Violette, you should rest at home. Even the best room here can't compare to the
comfort of home. And the kids haven't seen you for days, and they must be missing you."
Violette nodded. She was feeling extremely tired. She hadn't slept for over a day, and her nerves were
on edge the whole time. Now that she knew Elijah wasn't dead, all the tension disappeared.
She was so tired!
After Adrian finished dressing her wound, he noticed she’d already fallen asleep.
Mike tucked her in, and Adrian went to get antibiotics for her infusion.
"Mike, you go do your thing! I'll take her home when she wakes up." Adrian said.
Adrian nodded, understanding.
Mike joked, "Adrian, you might never win her heart! Even if she breaks up with Elijah, she's not gonna
choose you. I don't want to see you wasting your valuable time on this." Coոtent оf Draмaոovеls.cом
Adrian blushed, "I understand. I never had high hopes for this."
Hope Hospital.
Brandon said, "Don't worry, I won't ask about his inheritance. I already know how it's divided."