NovelEnglishChapter 98 At Quentin's words, the faint curve at the corner of his mouth vanished.
Those two had never managed to get along.
Rosita's eyes flickered. She clung to Stewart's arm, her delicate frhalf- collapsing against his chest, her tear- filled eyes looking up at him for support. "Stewart, tellwhy did Irwin fall down the stairs?" Stewart lowered his gaze to her, speaking softly. "It was my oversight. I'm sorry." "I'm not blaming you..." Rosita's tears spilled over, streaming down her cheeks. "I just don't understand. He callednot even an hour ago he sounded so happy. He toldhis mom, Bryn, had chto spend New Year's with him. Why... why would he suddenly fall down the stairs?!" Irwin had called Rosita? Stewart asked, "What else did he say to you?" "He toldhe couldn't chtonight-that Ms. Kensington was upset, and he wanted to stay with her. Irwin's always so considerate, and I was glad to hear it. I told him not to worry about me, that he should look after Ms. Kensington. I even said, if Ms. Kensington knew how thoughtful he was, she'd be truly touched." "Irwin was so happy to hear that. He wisheda happy New Year, and then hung up." The more Rosita spoke, the more her voice trembled, her tears falling like beads from a broken string.
"Stewart, I'm not blaming you, and I'm not accusing Ms. Kensington either. It's just... as a mother, I need to know why my child got hurt. I just want to know the reason, that's all..." Stewart gently tried to calm her. "Rosita, it was truly an accident. Please don't worry. Dr. Faust is already here- Irwin will be all right." Rosita sobbed, nodding through her tears. "Yes, you're right. Irwin's such a sweet, good boy. Nothing's going to happen to him..." Standing nearby, Quentin listened to Rosita's words, a shadow passing over his brown eyes behind his glasses. He glanced at Briony.
Just then, the doors to the emergency room swung open. A nurse stepped out, announcing that Irwin had lost too much blood and needed a transfusion.
But the blood bank was out of type A.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIrwin was type A. So was Quentin.
Quentin spoke up immediately. "I'm type A. Take mine!" "You can't!" Rosita grabbed Quentin's arm. "Irwin can't have your blood!" Quentin frowned, confused. "Why not?" Rosita froze, momentarily at a loss for words.
Stewart noticed something was off as well. "Rosita, why can't Director Lockwood donate blood to Irwin?" Rosita lowered her eyes, panic flashing across her face.
Suddenly, her expression changed. She looked up at Quentin through a fresh veil of tears. "Quentin, did you forget? You're on medication." Quentin met her gaze, reading the unspoken message in her eyes.
He cleared his throat and turned to Stewart. "She's right. I almost forgot—I've been taking medication. I really shouldn't donate blood." Stewart paused, his eyes flickering briefly over to Rosita.
"So we're just supposed to wait around?" he snapped, his tone dark and heavy.
Rosita flinched, bowing her head and sobbing anew.
Quentin instructed the nurse to find someone on staff who could donate, offering a generous reward. Thankfully, everything worked out.
Irwin received the transfusion in time.
He'd suffered a minor skull fracture, but was now out of danger and moved to intensive care. Once Irwin was settled, Stewart finally remembered Briony.
When he returned to the waiting area outside the emergency room, he found Milo's black coat draped quietly over an empty chair.
Briony was already gone.
Stewart walked over and picked up the coat.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was still warm.
He stood there for a long moment, staring down the silent, empty m corridor his hand tightening around the coat. Briony had borrowed a phone from a nurse to call Stella.
Stella drove straight to the hospital and brought her back to Dolphin Cove.
Briony didn't say a word the entire way, and Stella didn't press her.
Once they got home, Stella guided her over to the couch.
"Here, take a look." Stella handed Briony Julia's phone "liadeft you a lia's phonex message on it."
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