Chapter 119

"You murderer!" Roy glared at Troy with a sharp, hate-filled gaze. The middle-aged man's chest heaved as he breathed heavily.

Troy, who had just arrived in front of the ER, froze when he saw Roy and his family crying hysterically. His breath caught as he faced the furious look from his uncle.

"I didn't…"

"You let her drive alone while she was drunk. You must have been out of your mind!" Roy grabbed the collar of Troy's shirt and slammed his large frame against the wall.

"Roy, calm down! Grace is in a coma. We should be praying for her to wake up!" Levin quickly approached, trying to calm Roy, who was seething with anger toward Troy.

"Grace is in a coma?" Troy muttered, his face turning pale. His heart raced. A deep regret washed over him. He shouldn't have left Grace alone as she was heavily intoxicated.

Troy had only been thinking about Sarah. After his fiancée stormed out of the hotel room, Troy panicked. But Grace wouldn't let go of him. Eventually, he had no choice but to pus