NovelEnglishChapter 51
She still needed to confirm which hospital it was.
When Timothy left the house, he'd only caught a glimpse of the ambulance's rear bumper-he hadn't seen which
hospital it belonged to.
Henry was still half-conscious when they brought him out, his cheeks flushed with fever.
Timothy's expression was grim.
If Jessica had done her job, Henry wouldn't be suffering through this.
They settled Henry into a hospital room while Timothy waited anxiously outside. He questioned the nurse and
learned that Henry's high fever had triggered the coma-a mild case of pneumonia, they said. Recovery would
take stime, but there was no need to worry.
Timothy stepped into the room. Sheila was gently wiping Henry's face with a damp cloth. When she noticed
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTimothy, she looked up and said, "Timothy, you should go check on Jessica."
Without waiting for a reply, Sheila turned her attention back to Henry, carefully cleaning his hands.
Timothy's frustration only deepened. These were things Jessica should have been doing.
His phone rang. He stepped out of the room to answer.
"Mr. Lawson, we've found her. Mrs. Lawson was taken to Riverside General Hospital, the one close to your
house."
Timothy hung up and stepped into the elevator.
Thanks to timely treatment, Jessica regained consciousness quickly in the emergency room. The doctor advised
her to have a full check-up, having noticed something concerning, but Jessica didn't want anyone else to know
about her cancer. She told the doctor she'd already been tested at Capital City Hospital and insisted she needed
to go pick up her results there. Reluctantly, the doctor had her sign a liability waiver before letting her leave.
By the tTimothy rushed into the hospital, the room was empty. He asked around and found out Jessica had
already left.
His chest burned with frustration.
He fumbled for his phone and, almost without thinking, dialed Jessica's number. Then he remembered she'd
blocked him. Just as he was about to hang up, the call connected.
Jessica, sitting in the back seat of a cab, saw Timothy's nflash on her screen. She suddenly recalled that,
when she'd been trapped in the car-sick and desperate—she'd removed his number from her blocked list so she
could call him for help. She hadn't had tto add it back.
When the call ended automatically, Jessica calmly added Timothy's number to her block list again.
She hadn't picked up, which only poured fuel on Timothy's fire.
A notification popped up—an unread message. He opened it: a missed call alert from Jessica, just after nine
o'clock.
His brow tightened, frustration twisting his thoughts. He quickly tried her number again, but this time, she'd
already blocked him.
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So she'd seen his call just now and ignored it...
Jessica returned to the hotel, packed her suitcase, and decided it was tto leave. Timothy didn't care whether
she lived or died-what was left to hold on to?
She was wheeling her suitcase toward the lobby doors when she practically ran into Sallie.
Sallie frowned, noticing the luggage. She'd messaged Timothy just yesterday— he'd told her Henry was in the
hospital with a fever.
Sallie's eyes narrowed. "Jessica, what's going on? Henry's in the hospital and you're not there with him? Why are
you still staying at a hotel?"
Jessica glanced at her with a cool detachment, brushed past, and headed out.
Sallie nearly lost her composure. As the eldest daughter of the Lawson family, she wasn't used to being ignored.
Who did Jessica think she was, acting so brazen, not even acknowledging her sister-in-law?
Sallie strode after her, blocking Jessica's path.
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