NovelEnglishChapter 13 Aaron glanced at his watch.
There were still four hours until his flight took off.
He had plenty of time.
"Taketo Rosewood Gardens," he suddenly ordered. The driver, caught off guard for a moment, quickly made a turn at the next intersection.
When the car arrived at Rosewood Gardens, Aaron stepped out.
The staff, seeing him return, promptly greeted him with a "Good evening, Mr. Vance." Aaron didn't respond, instead striding quickly toward Serena's room.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPushing open the door, he found the room empty, causing his heart to skip a beat.
"Where's Serena?" he demanded, grabbing the attention of a passing housekeeper.
The housekeeper stammered nervously, "Miss Sullivan hasn't been hfor several days... I... I don't know where she went." She hasn't been back for days? Just a few days ago, Olivia had said Serena was still at Rosewood Gardens.
Could it be?! Aaron's heart raced as he hurried into the room and flung open the wardrobe.
Seeing it packed with clothes, he exhaled a sigh of relief.
The clothes were still there, suggesting Serena hadn't left.
Just as he was about to leave, he paused, remembering something. He returned to the wardrobe.
These clothes, Serena never touched them.
Her belongings were always in the wardrobe on the right.
Just as he reached to open the right side, his phone rang. It was Matthew calling.
"What's up?" he answered.
"Aaron, Cynthia's condition is worsening. We need to expedite the kidney transplant, but we still haven't found a suitable donor..." Aaron pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'll contact the hospital director and ensure they find a suitable donor quickly." Matthew seemed to want to say more, but Aaron had already ended the call.
He glanced at the wardrobe one last tbefore leaving the room to call the hospital director.
At the hospital, Matthew looked apologetically at Cynthia Lynwood lying on the bed. "I'm sorry, Cynthia. I tried to tell Aaron to come, but he hung up before I could." Cynthia, pale and frail on the bed, gave a weak shake of her head. "It's okay, Aaron's busy. I understand." "You..." Matthew hesitated, "Cynthia, you really are too understanding." Cynthia mustered a small smile, though her eyes were filled with a steely resolve.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt had to be that Serena distracting Aaron! She would eliminate this obstacle sooner or later.
At eight in the evening, Serena made her way downstairs and spotted William waiting at the entrance of the Helene Grand Hotel. Though seated in a wheelchair, William's commanding presence easily drew the attention of passersby.
Serena approached him, aware of the curious glances they were attracting. "Shall we go up?"
"No," William replied with a slight smile, "As Mrs. Grayson you need to learn to live under people's scrutiny." Serena barely suppressed a frown. "So we just stand here like fools?" William chuckled, "Not just stand here. You need to gaze atlovingly, just like I gaze at you." He fixed his eyes on Serena, his gaze warm and full of unspoken emotions.
Serena remained silent.
She suspected that ever since William's legs were paralyzed, his mind had taken a strange turn, prompting this bizarre public display.
After playing along with William's charade until past ten, he finallym I seemed satisfied and graciously said, "Alright, you can go now."
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