Chapter 172 Ethan lay on the ground, bloodied and unresponsive, as Nathan and Adah stared in shock. Then, a heart- wrenching scream escaped their throats. Tears welled up in Adah's eyes immediately.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"He was fine just this morning. How did it cto this?" she sobbed. Her crying abruptly stopped as if she suddenly remembered something. Her eyes scanned the storage room, but rather than feeling guilty about Claire living in such a damp, dark environment, she blamed Ethan's condition entirely on her.
"It's all Claire's fault," Adah declared, her voice thick with accusation. "If she hadn't repeatedly provoked Ethan, he wouldn't be in this state. He's her own brother, how could she be so heartless?" "If anything happens to Ethan, I won't let her get away with it," Adah continued, her tears flowing freely. Nathan, finding a target for his anger in Adah's words, let out a heavy sigh and agreed, "That troublemaker has brought nothing but chaos to the Linwood family since she arrived. She's turned our once peaceful hupside down. Ethan gave her everything, and this is how she repays him!" Adah cried even louder, "That ungrateful girl did this on purpose to make us suffer, to get back at us..." Victor watched the unreasonable couple, feeling his anger rise. With Ethan in such a dire state, instead of helping, they were wasting tblaming Claire.
He stepped forward, positioning himself between Ethan and the couple. "Enough! This isn't the tto assign blame. We need to get him to the hospital, now!" he shouted, urgency in his voice.
Ignoring Nathan and Adah's protests, Victor bent down to lift Ethan. It was only then that they seemed to snap out of their daze and hurried over to help. Together, they managed to get Ethan into the car, though Nathan and Adah continued to mutter their grievances against Claire the entire journey.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt Cresthaven General Hospital, Brian, still with bandages on his head, found himself unable to sleep and decided to take a walk to clear his mind. The hospital was eerily quiet at night, the dim lights casting long shadows in the deserted corridors. His footsteps echoed as he walked, his solitary figure stretching out into the silence.
Just then, the quiet was shattered by urgent footsteps and pained moans. Brian looked up to see medical staff rushing towards him, pushing two gurneys at a rapid pace. Their faces were tense with urgency as they passed him, a breeze trailing in their wake.
Despite their haste, Brian recognized the figure on one of the gurneys-Ethan, unconscious and covered in blood, with dried blood at his lips. On the other gurney lay Vincent, groaning in pain, his leg twisted at an unnatural angle, clearly broken.
The sight of them shocked Brian to his core, his already pale face turning even paler. He instinctively turned, his the ques eyes following the gorneys as they sped toward the emergency room. Without thinking, he found himself trailing after them, his steps quickening until he reached the doors of the emergency room.