Chapter 1100

'No,' Cordy told herself. 'There are no 'ifs'.'

Meanwhile, time ticked away, and soon half an hour had passed.

The walkway was so silent one could hear a pin drop, but the doors to the operating room were not open.

Nonetheless, there was suddenly some commotion along the walkway, and both Cordy and Sean turned toward it.

They found a crowd of medical personnel wheeling two stretchers in their direction, moving so urgently one could feel that the patients were in a dire state even from the distance.

Cordy blinked.

She did not see the people in the stretchers, but she saw the bodyguard who escorted her into Lynd Mansion following the stretchers.

Cordy lowered her gaze in turn.

So, the people on the stretchers were Nana… and John?

He was virtually disfigured, and even Cordy would not have recognized him if not for the bodyguard.

She simply looked on and watched as they were wheeled into surgery.

Sean clearly noticed too. "Was that Nana and… John?"

He simply could not be sur