Xanthus proceeded to check Stuart's fractured bones. After more than an hour of examination and then another hour of reporting on the case inspection, he furrowed his brows. It was a miracle that Stuart was alive then, when any doctor would give up on any chance of him surviving. If it was any ordinary person, Xanthus would absolutely not recommend continuing treating him. In Stuart's case, even if he was treated, he would not have a chance to recover completely. He would live his remaining years in agony, as he would be crippled. Holding the medical record book, Xanthus stood in Stuart's ward. He gently patted the book on his back and walked while trying to find a way. Jepherson stood outside and watched. He knew very well that Xanthus had encountered a tough case. In other words, Stuart was in trouble. Xanthus wandered around the ward for a while and emerged from it. He said, "I don't recommend it for Stuart to go abroad for treatment, and more imp
Jenna let out a cry and looked at her husband. It seemed that Xanthus was not an easy opponent. Jerry was in trouble. When Raeleigh woke up, Jepherson had already risen from the bed. He was getting changed and was about to leave. When he saw Raeleigh, he reminded her to get enough rest and he then turned around to go outside. Jenna came after him from the door and called him, "Jerry." Jepherson turned to look at Jenna. "Mom." "I heard about everything from your father. Your grandmother may be a little too much, but please just ignore her." Jenna smiled. Jepherson said, "I'm going back later. I have to talk to Grandma about this." "But now the rumors are rife outside. Words are spreading around that Stella was pregnant with your child and now the child is gone. How is she going to continue living her life? If you go back now, aren't you just adding fuel to the fire?" "But she employed someone to hurt Raeleigh. Is that right? Stella is not pregna
Jepherson followed, leaving a few of his men behind to wait for him outside. When they entered the monitoring room, Jepherson sat down and leaned over. Someone poured a cup of hot tea for Jepherson, to which he paid no heed and focused on the screen. Someone switched the channel of the screen to show the surveillance cameras which were used to monitor various directions. All of a sudden, 24 sets of camera footage were being shown to Jepherson in succession. Everyone held their breaths. The corner of the monitoring room was unusually quiet. Jepherson was staring at the monitor, with his hand on his cheek. In addition to the two department ministers who accompanied him, there was also a man with a stern expression following them. This person was very young. He had just arrived. He did not seem to be older than twenty years old, but his aura was very cold and demanding. Jepherson looked at the monitor over and over again. He had been staring at the first and
Rubbing her forehead, Raeleigh took a closer look at the person beside her, confirming that it was, beyond a shadow of doubt, Santiago. She pinched herself again. The pain was unbearable. It was not until then that she believed it was Santiago sleeping on her bed. Raeleigh let her gaze sweep across the room. Only she and Santiago were there. Raeleigh peeled off the quilt, narrowing her eyes. Santiago was wearing a set of green pyjamas, which amazed Raeleigh. But why was he sleeping on her bed? Raeleigh was so angry that her face blanched. She really wanted to kick Santiago down the bed, but she thought better of it. It was she who would suffer the consequences if he was kicked. She had to get out of bed and put on her clothes. In fact, she was fine. She just hit her head and had a few stitches. But that did not stop everyone from making a fuss and bandaging her like a mummy. Raeleigh felt that it was unnecessary. It looked ridiculous. She put on her
Blood rushed to Raeleigh's face the moment she touched him. With her arms wedging between them, Santiago still embraced her whole body with his. That said, she was a human being. How could she not feel anything? Even though Santiago was only 17 years old, they were at the cusp of adulthood. Who could explain clearly what was going on? Would they be at the behest of their hormonal reactions? Raeleigh remained motionless like a doll. Santiago tightened his embrace, a little bit at a time. "Does it hurt?" Finally, Santiago opened his mouth to ask her. But Raeleigh shook her head and said, "It doesn't hurt!" Santiago fixed his dark pupils on her as he pursed his rosy lips into a smile. "Then, what do you feel?" Raeleigh shook her head. "Nothing." "Try letting go of your hand. If you don't hug me back, then how can it be considered a hug?" Santiago slowly released his arm and lowered his head to look at Raeleigh, his eyes a bottomless pit. Raeleigh
When Raeleigh caught sight of Stuart's recumbent pose inside, she almost could not recognize him. It took her a few minutes to come back to her senses. Jenna and Hansen also sat outside, but neither of them said anything. Jenna patted the seat next to her and gestured for Raeleigh to take it. Xanthus had changed his clothes and washed up. He stood by the side and looked at the time, saying, "It's almost time. My team should be here. I'll go and lead them here." "I'll go with you." Santiago stood up. He brushed the invisible lint off his clothes and followed Xanthus out to receive the guests. A glance at Raeleigh and Jepherson realized that she was already de-bandaged. He looked at Stuart. "Go in and take a look at Stuart for me," Jepherson said. Raeleigh froze subconsciously and thought, "For 'me'?" Jenna fumbled for an explanation. "Your brother said that Stuart might have something to say to Jerry, which is why he fought to sta
Unfortunately... Something flickered. With the sound of a lighter flicking, a speck of starlight guttered. A cigarette was lit, and a figure eventually emerged from the dark. Taking a drag on his cigarette, Jacky had a dozen or so people at his heels. At the same time when those people came over, each of them was holding a bat and were facing the people surrounding Santiago and Raeleigh. "You have balls, I'll give you that. I have arranged so many watchmen in the hospital, but you're a real badass to come in. It seems that you have a strong... death wish." Raeleigh's breath trembled as she looked at Santiago, who smiled and said, "At least we won't die, will we?" Raeleigh pursed her lips, clamming up. Santiago hid Raeleigh behind him to shield her from any accidental attacks. Raeleigh wanted to come out. Santiago told her, "I'm tall and strong. You can't stop anything even if you stand in front of me. You should hide behind me. Even if I
With one foot in front of the other, Hansen paced out of the stairs and pushed open a door, his gaze cold. "What happened to Santiago?" Slowly, Alvin put down his cell phone. "He was attacked when he went back. Now, he's in the emergency room. Mr. Jepherson is already there." "What are you doing then?" "Mr. Jepherson wants Elliot to come over and protect you, Mr. Richards, as well as Madam Jenna." Alvin had not expected Hansen to pick up on any signs. Alvin did not dare to ask, but Hansen knew him well enough. And he knew immediately this involved Santiago. "Go back and protect Jenna. I'll go and see Santiago." As Hansen was about to leave, Alvin said immediately, "Allow me to go with you, Mr. Richards." "No. I would love to see if there's anyone who has the guts to lay a finger on me." Hansen stepped out, his expression the definition of spine-chilling. It had been ages since Alvin had seen Hansen act like this, so he thought better than