Chapter 1289

The driver turned to look at the rear-view mirror and panicked when he saw Madeline clutching her stomach with her brows furrowed painfully.

“Where does it hurt, Eveline? Tell Dad,” Sean grabbed Madeline’s shoulder and asked nervously.

Madeline bit her lip at the pain. “I don’t know. My stomach just hurts.”

“Is there a hospital nearby? Quick, go to the hospital!” Sean’s eyes were filled with worry as he ordered the driver.

“Kindred Hospital is nearby. I’ll bring you there!” The driver quickly turned the car around without a moment’s hesitation.

Madeline leaned against Sean’s shoulder as mirth flashed through her seemingly tired eyes.

The car drove into the hospital, and upon arriving, Sean carried Madeline out of the car. Then, he called out to Eloise.

“There are a lot of people in the hospital, Ellie. Follow behind me, okay? Don’t walk too far.” Sean requested, afraid that Eloise would get lost with her current mental state.

“I won’t run off. I’m right behind you.” Eloise nodded seriously as one would expect from a child.

Watching Madeline in pain, she frowned. “What happened to Eveline, Sean?”

Sean stared at Madeline in his arms worriedly and turned around. “I don’t know either. Let’s get to the hospital first!”

While being carried into the hospital, Madeline took a look at the driver who was looking for parking from the corners of her eyes. She looked up just as Sean brought her in.

“Let me down, Dad. I’m alright.”

Sean was stunned. His footsteps came to a stop as he looked at Madeline with confusion.

“Eveline, what…”

Sean did not understand, but he slowly placed Madeline back on her feet.

Madeline glanced at the hospital’s entrance. “Just take it as I’m having an episode from my chronic illness. Pretend to line up at the counter for me when the driver comes over later and tell him that Mom and I went to the bathroom.”

“Why, Eveline?” Sean was even more confused.

Madeline did not have the time to explain herself to Sean. She took Eloise’s hand. “There are some things that I don’t know how to tell you, Dad. But no matter what, don’t raise the driver’s suspicions at all, okay?”

She then took Eloise’s hand. “Come with me, Mom.”

“You’re calling me your mom again. I’m not her.” Eloise corrected her in all seriousness.

Madeline did not think much of it and brought Eloise to the counter. “Hi, I’m here to visit a friend. Could you help me check which room he’s in?”

The clerk there did not suspect anything and inquired politely, “Can I ask for your friend’s name?”

“Jeremy Whitman,” Madeline spoke his name clearly as her heart began to race nervously.

She did not know if she came to the right place. She prayed that Jeremy was alright and not in the hospital at all. Yet at that moment, Madeline was conflicted because she wanted to see him as well.

About ten seconds later, the clerk smiled and relayed, “Your friend is in room 1601.”

Madeline’s heart skipped a beat.

She did not know if she should feel relieved or worried.

“Thank you,” She thanked and brought Eloise to the elevator.

While Eloise still had no idea that Madeline was the very daughter she yearned for, she followed by Madeline’s side obediently anyway.

Madeline went straight to the 16th floor and rushed to room 1601.

She went to the door and through the small window on it, she saw Jeremy. She was about to push the door and enter when the sight before her suddenly made the corners of her eyes burn.

Jeremy was hopping on one foot to the end of the bed, slowly bending down to pick something up. One of his hands grabbed the end of the bed in support while he tried to stretch the other hand out. Yet with the heavy bandages wrapped around it, he could not straighten his hand at all.

He tried again but failed.

He was about to step the injured foot on the ground so that he could squat to pick it up when Madeline pushed open the door and strode toward him.

Jeremy’s head snapped at the door. He was stunned to see the woman currently running toward him.