Chapter 427 Beatrice was so tense on the side, her hands clenching into fists.
But now, Beatrice looked at Jared with a tinge of fear. After all, it was Jared who had caused her so much suffering.
She had once spent a month in detention.
The thought of that time filled Beatrice with rage.
But she hated Agnes even more.
She had clearly told Agnes that Alyssa was the one who killed her mother.
Given Agnesâs straightforward character, shouldnât she have broken up with Jared long ago?
Why are they still so close?
Could Agnes really disregard her motherâs death and continue to live carefree as Mrs. Whitfield?
Beatrice didnât expect Agnes to be such a vain, superficial person.
She really detested Agnes to the core, Seeing Beatriceâs uncontrollable emotions, Laura feared she might stir up trouble again.
So, she said to Jared, âYou guys stick around for a bit, Iâm going back to help your dad pack up some things.â
And with that, she dragged Beatrice away.
After Laura left, Agnes wiped the tears from her face, then pushed Jared away, taking a step back to keep distance.
Agnes said, âJared, since weâre getting a divorce, you donât need to worry about my affairs, just go back, Iâll take care of my dad.â
Agnes still had some savings in her bank account.
So she didnât need to rely on Jared financially.
She didnât want to owe Jared any favors at this crucial moment.
Jared said calmly, âAgnes, letâs put aside the divorce for now, letâs wait until your dadâs condition is stable, okay? Iâve already contacted worldârenowned _neurologists, theyâll be at Hope Hospital in a couple of days for consultation, donât worry, I wonât let anything happen to your dad.â
Agnes didnât know what she was feeling.
But right now, Preston was still in critical condition.
The constant blows and busyness had worn her out. She didnât have the energy to think about anything else.
Right now, all Agnes wanted was for her dad to be safe, everything else could wait.
Jared stayed with Agnes in the ICU all night..
The next evening.
The doctor brought good news: Preston was out of danger.
Agnes anxiously asked, âWhen will he wake up?â
The doctor sighed, âThe chances are slim, but with the rapid development of medical science, there might be a chance for him to wake up in the future.â
Upon hearing this, Agnes felt as if the world had darkened.
Jared comforted Agnes, âThe specialists I invited will be here tomorrow, and Iâll personally attend the consultation. Agnes, donât worry, I wonât let you lose your dad.â
A week later, Preston was moved from the ICU to a regular VIP ward.
His vital signs had stabilized.
However, he never woke up.
In the past week, Agnes had stayed in the hospital almost all the time.
She was there all day, losing a lot of weight.
On the day he was moved out of the ICU, Jared said to Agnes, âLet me take you home. Go take a shower, you need to rest Indeed, Agnes was very tired.
Just seven days had passed, but Agnes felt like seven years had gone by.
Jared originally planned to take Agnes to their shared residence â Maplewood Manor.
But in the car, Agnes suddenly said, âPlease take me back to my own family.â