Chapter 237 In the middle of the night⦠The ear-piercing ringtone woke Brandon up from his dream. He took his phone and saw that it was from a stranger.
He hung up without hesitation.
Just as he lay down, the ring sounded again.
Savanna woke up with his misty eyes.
His voice was lazy.
âWho is that?â
Brandon shook his head.
He picked up the call and put it on speaker.
Before he could speak, the callerâs anxious voice came, âSir, are you Mr.
Young?â âI am Shelton Young, and you are?â âI am from the detention center.
Ms.
Gilbert said that she is your fiancée, and she wants to see you.
Could you come here now?â Brandon turned around and looked at Savanna.
Seeing that Savannaâs eyes were so dark, he immediately refused coldly, âSorry, itâs too late.
Tell her that she is not my fiancée.
I am already married.
I have a wife.
Please tell her not to say this again to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.â
Brandon was about to hang up when the caller said anxiously, âWait a minute, Mr.
Young, Ms.
Gilbert committed suicide by cutting her wrist.
She is now in the hospital, and she refuses treatment.
Before this, she refused to eat anything.
Her body is very weak.
Mr.
Young, saving her life is the most important thing regardless of your grudge.â
Did Chloe commit suicide again? ec Brandon did not expect things to be like this.
He hesitated and looked at Savanna again.
The smile in Savannaâs eyes slowly faded away.
She lightly parted her lips.
âAlright, weâll be right there.â When the caller received the desired reply, he heaved a sigh of relief.
âAlright, Iâll wait for you.â
The call ended.
Brandon sat motionless on the bed.
His eyes were fixed on Savannaâs face.
He did not want to miss any subtle changes on her face.
He asked, âAre you really going over?â âIt wasnât me.
It was us.â Savanna stood up, reached for her coat, and put it on.
She threw Brandonâs clothes at him and shouted, âHurry up, otherwise, your fiancée will be dead.â
Brandon did not argue with Savanna.
He was happy when Savanna said this, which proved that Savanna cared about him.
They dressed neatly and rushed to the hospital.
It was in Philadelphiaâs top hospital, which boasted first-class equipment.
The ward was full of doctors in white robes.
Chloe was lying on the bed.
Her lips were as pale as her face.
The hand she had placed outside the bed did indeed have a thin cut on her fair wrist.
The corner of the cut was constantly bleeding.
The cut was not deep, and the blood was not very much.
But she couldnât hold it if it kept bleeding like this even if she was healthy.
Moreover, at this time, Chloe looked rather weak.
When Addyson saw Brandon, she quickly rushed over and grabbed Brandonâs hand.
Her voice was
filled with nervousness, âBrandon, Iâm reallyâ¦â.
When Addyson saw Savanna behind Brandon, she choked on her words.
Her eyebrows twitched, and she asked bluntly, âWhat are you doing here?â
Before Savanna could reply, Brandon spoke, âAddyson, she is my sonâs mother.
You better respect
her.â
Brandon warned.
Addyson didnât dare to be rash.
She grabbed Savanna and pulled her out of the ward.
Addysonâs voice was soft and pleading, âMs.
Thompson, Iâm begging of you.
Chloe canât see you now.
The engagement thing has hit her too hard.
Can youâ¦â Before Addyson could finish, Savanna nodded and smiled.
Her red lips opened, âOK.
âIâll wait for him outside.â
Addyson smiled awkwardly.
She thanked Savanna for understanding her love for her daughter.
Brandon ran out of the ward.
Seeing that Savanna was about to leave, he caught up to her pace and grabbed her arm.
âWhere are you going?â Savanna turned around and looked at Brandonâs anxious face.
She pursed her lips and smiled.
She pointed at the end of the road and said softly, âIâll wait for you over there.â
With that, she removed Brandonâs hand and ignored Brandon as she walked forward.
Brandon withdrew his reluctant gaze and returned to the ward.
Only then did Addyson feel at ease.
When Chloe heard that Brandon was here, she opened her eyes.
Her gaze froze on Brandon and did not move.
She seemed to be a little dazed.
After a long time, her lips moved.
âShelton, I canât stay in
that place anymore.
Could you please get me out?â Chloe grabbed Brandonâs hand so tightly that her fingertips were almost into his flesh.
âThis is your aim of asking me to come here?â Brandon asked.
When Addyson saw that Chloe was no longer agitated, she called the doctor.
A doctor walked over and grabbed Chloeâs hand, wanting to stop her bleeding.
Unexpectedly, Chloe slapped the doctor on the face, making him rather dizzy.
Addyson hurried forward to apologize, âSorry, sorry, Doctor.â The blood on Chloeâs wrist was still dripping onto the sheet, which now slowly turned into a piece of red cloth Brandon lowered his head and saw the red blood.
He called out to the doctor who had just been slapped.
âStop the bleeding for her.â Intimidated by Brandonâs aura, the doctor walked over and carefully took Chloeâs hand.
But this time Chloe was surprisingly obedient.
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Her eyes seemed to be fixed on Brandon.
Her eyes were scarlet, but they were full of love and love.
The doctor seized the time and quickly stopped the blood for Chloe, cleaned the wound, and applied
drugs to it.
The doctor and nurses left.
Addyson relaxed when seeing her daughter finally calm down.
Addyson wanted to give her daughter a chance to talk with Brandon alone, so she quietly closed the door and left.
In the room, it was rather quiet.
Chloe said, âShelton, I canât â¦
love you anymore â¦â¦
Before she could finish, Chloe was already sobbing.
Brandon cleared his throat and said, âLove is about two people, but I donât love you.
Why do you hurt yourself like this?â His sentences made Chloe mad.
She was agitated, and her eyes were instantly bloodshot.
As tears flowed out, she tore the bandage off her wrist and pointed at the obvious scars on it.
âDo you know why there are scars?â Brandon remained silent and stared at her.
Chloe burst into laughter.
Tears rolled out of her eyes, as if they had burned her heart.
âI cut myself, again and again.
Without you, I would rather die.â Under the light, Brandon looked at the hideous scar on her wrist.
Indeed, he was shocked.
After all, he was a human with emotions.
âAre you crazy? Why did you do this?â âIf I canât get you, I will cripple myself.
Every time I quarrel with you, I will cut my body with a knife.
In fact, there had been a period of time when every part of my thigh was hurt.â
Chloe rolled up her wide-legged pants, revealing fair muscles in front of Brandon.
The crossing lines on her muscles told him how ruthless Chloe had treated herself.
Brandon took a step back in shock.
âYouâ¦â
Brandon couldnât say a word.
He thought of the five years when Savanna wasnât beside him.
At that time, he also cheated himself with workloads.
He didnât hesitate to use cigarettes to hurt himself.
He even didnât cut a blade in his chest.
Brandon closed his eyes.
He suddenly found it difficult to breathe.
âYou are not Chloe.
Who are you?â They hadnât been together for a long time.
So even if Chloe wanted to marry him, she wouldnât have a such deep love for him.
This was crazy.