âChrisâ¦â Monica choked out through a sob. She finally understood that she could never measure up to Yvonne. As unimpressive and weak as she seemed, Yvonne had a kind heart that Monica knew she could never beat.
âIâm sorry, Monica. Iâve always only seen you as a sister and nothing else. Please, Iâm begging you guys. Let me see Yvonne. I just want to know if sheâs well and if sheâs getting properly treated, okay?â Christopher stood up once more and pushed Monicaâs helping hand away.
âIâm not going to discuss this any further until youâre completely healed. Got it? Weâll have this talk once youâre fully well. You canât even stand properly now. What will you do even if you do see her?â Julia rushed out of the ward after she finished speaking.
At the sound of her sonâs low sobs and yelling, she finally let her tears fall. âWhat do we do?â she asked Gordon. âDid we really do the right thing? I donât know what else we could have done. Christopherâs my child; my flesh and blood. I donât want to go through the same thing that happened eight years ago. Will he do what Darius did and try to estrange himself? Even now, he clearly still holds that against us. He barely comes home and always treats us so coldly. Did I do something wrong for trying to love my children?â Julia blabbered.
Gordon pulled her into his arms and comforted her, âDonât think of it like that. Youâre just doing your job as a mother. Even though Darius may still be cold toward us, he still makes sure to come back on special occasions and always brings gifts when he does. Now that heâs all grown up, he knows why we did what we did, and Christopher will as well.â
âI hope thatâs true. I really hope thatâs true,â Julia choked out and began sobbing uncontrollably. As of right now, she was not the strong, hardheaded businesswoman; she was simply a mother worried sick for her children.
However, once Christopher put his mind to something, no one could stop him. Even though he was still weak to the point that he could barely walk, he still managed to come up with a way to escape. He called his bodyguard, and after chasing Monica away, he told the man that he needed to take a walk.
The bodyguard was confused and didnât know what to say, but Christopher glared at him coldly and said, âAm I a criminal or something? Donât I deserve even the privilege of taking a walk?â
âThatâs not it, Mr. Lane. Itâs just not suitable for you to go out in your current state as your injury could get infected. Ms. Julia specifically ordered for us not to let you out,â the bodyguard replied meekly as he shuffled backward slightly in fear of getting hit. Christopher was notorious for scuffling with every single bodyguard hired by the Lane family without fail.
As someone who had managed to work their way to being a high-grade official in the army, Christopherâs punches were in no way the flimsy jabs one might expect of a rich young master.
âIâll only take a stroll on the corridor. I wonât go outside, so let me out,â Christopher demanded.
âOkay, Iâll get that arranged right now.â The poor bodyguard was terrified of angering Christopher any further.
The man was soon wheeled out of the hospital ward and immediately went to the nurseâs station to look at the patient records. After paging through it for a while, he felt his heart sink. Yvonne isnât here. Did they transfer her to some other hospital?
He put down the records and massaged his temples in frustration. He had planned to always protect Yvonne after their honeymoon and had vowed never to let her get in the way of trouble. Despite everything, there was no way of predicting that awful shipwreck. He hadnât known that he would be in such a long coma either.
That woman must have been through many things. The mere thought of Yvonne getting pushed around by his family members sent a pang through Christopherâs chest. He knew his parents werenât needlessly mean, but they could say things without thinking.
Before turning a corner, Christopher heard a familiar voice and held up a hand, indicating for the bodyguard to come to a stop.
âCanât we just tell him Yvonneâs dead? This isnât going to end well either way. Heâll eventually sense that something is up.â
âLetâs wait for a while longer, Monica. Chrisâ injuries have finally begun to look better. I donât want him to collapse after hearing the news.â