"How did you know about my mom's symptoms?" Sylvia pressed, her voice edged with suspicion.
Chris hesitated, words caught in his throat. He quickly turned away. "I scheduled a CAT scan. We need to hurry." Sensing the urgency, Sylvia took the wheelchair from the driver and pushed her mom, Naomi, forward.
Naomi tilted her head slightly. "It was Rupert. He saw something was off withat the church, so he made up an excuse forto leave early. He's the one who got Dr. Chris involved, too. Don't get all riled up just because we mention him." "I'm not," Sylvia snapped back defensively.
Naomi just gave her a look-one of those classic "you're so stubborn" mom glances.
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"I can't go in with you. Here's your number-you're up next. Just show this to the nurse." "Thanks." Sylvia glanced at the card. The number looked familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.
Just then, the door swung open, and Sylvia hurriedly wheeled Naomi inside. After the scan, Christine led them to see the department head. The diagnosis was a simple muscle strain, so Naomi was sent off for sphysical therapy.
While Naomi was in therapy, Sylvia lingered in the hallway beside Chris, studying him.
"So, where's Caleb Lennon?" she asked pointedly.
Chris looked away, his expression stiff. "He... hasn't cback yet." Sylvia's lips curled in a sardonic smile. "Guess Rupert's quite the hero, huh?" She couldn't believe Rupert had basically set Caleb and Bridget Simpson up together.
Chris's heart skipped a beat. He realized Sylvia was getting the wrong idea. "Sylvia, it's not as complicated as you think. Rupert never had unrequited feelings for Bridget." "No need to explain. I just want to know where Caleb is." There were still too many unanswered questions about Stella's kidney transplant.
Caleb definitely knew more than he'd let on.
Chris assumed Sylvia was mad about what Caleb had done in Mountain City. He frowned and admitted, "To be honest, it was partly my fault. I should have kept a closer eye on Caleb. He pretended to beand knocked Orson out, which is how Bridget got into Rupert's room." "But I swear, nothing happened between Rupert and Bridget. She only thought he was out of it and faked a pregnancy." Sylvia stared at Chris, stunned. "Cagain?" "Look, that night in Mountain City, Rupert wasn't feeling well and tried to find you. Somehow Bridget found out, and she and Caleb worked together. That's how the whole fake pregnancy thing got started. Rupert just played along so Bridget wouldn't get suspicious-he pretended to be unconscious all night."
Chris felt guilty enough about the whole mess; now, he just wanted to he clear the air.
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Sylvia opened her mouth to say something, but stopped herself. Even if it was all
Bridget's scheme... so what? It didn't change the fact that Rupert let Stella die for the content is on it that RuperCler Stella novelenglish.net! Bridget's sake.
She forced a laugh. "Dr. Chris, were you hiding under their bed or something? They've been together for three years-stuff like this isn't exactly surprising. Did he give you a play-by-play?" Chris faltered, caught off guard. "I... guess you've got a point." He let out a deep breath, at a loss for words.
Just then, Naomi finished her therapy session.
As Sylvia put her phone away, her sleeve brushed against something in her bag, and a slip of paper fluttered to the floor.
"Hey, you dropped something," Chris called after her.