NovelEnglishChapter 144 May was visibly shaken. "How is that possible? When Miss Claire went to prison five years ago, she was perfectly healthy." Her words were like a bomb dropped into a tranquil river, shattering the silence.
Aberdeen, Grace, and Sean all widened their eyes in shock.
If Claire was healthy before her imprisonment but missing a kidney afterward, it suggested that the organ was taken during her incarceration.
A heavy silence descended over them, like a suffocating blanket.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSean recalled the documents he'd reviewed earlier that morning.
Liam hadn't uncovered anything about Claire losing a kidney, but given the torment she'd endured over the years, it wasn't hard to surmise that the loss was connected to those who'd harmed her.
What kind of deep-seated hatred would drive someone to do such a thing to a fragile young woman? Even Sean, who considered himself ruthless, couldn't fathom such cruelty.
The waiting felt interminable, each minute stretching painfully as they all held their breath.
Aberdeen clutched a rosary, praying fervently for Claire's safety.
Grace and May wept silently, hearts breaking for Claire's plight.
After what felt like an eternity, the door to the emergency room finally opened, and a weary doctor emerged, pulling down his mask. "She's stable for now, but she'll need to stay in the hospital for further observation. We must closely monitor her condition." Everyone exhaled in relief, their hearts easing just a little.
At Cresthaven General Hospital, Ethan looked disheveled, his eyes shadowed with fatigue and regret. The confident man he once was seemed a distant memory.
He wandered distractedly toward Nathan's hospital room.
As he reached the door, the head nurse emerged, her face flushed, perhaps from the warmth of the room. Her lips were noticeably swollen, and she seemed startled to see Ethan, her eyes darting away guiltily. "Mr. Ethan, you're here." Ethan barely acknowledged her with a nod, his mind consumed by thoughts of Claire, tangled and suffocating like vines.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe didn't spare the nurse a second glance as he entered the room.
Nathan, with bandages on his arm, shoulder, and hip, was adjusting his trousers, appearing oddly satisfied. Ethan assumed he'd just used the restroom and didn't dwell on it.
He sank into a chair, drained of energy, every bit of his strength sapped away.
Nathan noticed his son's demeanor and frowned, "Haven't found that little brat Claire yet?" Ethan's face twisted with anger and disbelief. "Dad, Claire is your daughter. You can't keep calling her that." Nathan snorted dismissively, "She tried to kill me. I disown her." Ethan's frown deepened. "Dad, Claire's life is in danger. Can you stop holding a grudge?" Nathan shrugged, indifferent. "She'd be better off dead than causingheadaches." Ethan's expression darkened, "Dad, Claire is your own flesh and blood. How can you be so unconcerned about her fate?"
Nathan waved him off impatiently. "Even if she threw herself at Mr.m Foster, he wouldn't want her. She's worthless. If she's dead, she's dead. Why make a fuss?"
"Forget her. You should focus on finding sbeauties around om Cresthaven to please Mr. Foster. As We long as we keep him happy, our family will have no trouble sealing a deal with him." Ethan stared at his father, feeling as if he were looking at a stranger.
The man who once held a semblance of authority and affection in Ethan's and eyes now seemed cold and alien, capable of uttering such callous words.
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