Chapter 543 Lynn spoke glowingly of Jean, insisting that it was Jessie who was slandering her. But Brad's mindset had changed significantly. No matter how much Lynn defended Jean, he remained silent.
He stood rooted to the spot, his gaze cold as ice as he stared at the door of the emergency room. Had Nadine been in front of him, he genuinely wouldn't have known how to face her.
Just then, the doors to the emergency room swung open, and the nurses wheeled Jean out. "Where's the patient's family? Calling for Jean Sawyer's family members!" Brad didn't budge from where he stood. It seemed like he had no intention of stepping forward. Lynn, on the other hand, pointed at him and told the doctor, "He is! He's Ms. Sawyer's boyfriend! Whatever it is, you can talk to him. He has the final say!" Brad was about to refute when the doctor yelled at him, "Why are you just standing there? Hurry up and move the patient to her room! How could you be so negligent? She just attempted suicide by swallowing over 70 sleeping pills! "Fortunately, we got to her in time. If we hadn't acted swiftly, she would have been dead in another half hour! How can you call yourselves family? The patient already has kidney problems, so you should be paying more attention to her! Why would you let her attempt such a thing?" Brad stood beside the hospital bed in silence because he genuinely didn't know how to respond. He had been avoiding Jean for a while now. He didn't answer her calls, didn't respond to her texts, and barely checked in on her. He had no idea she'd go this far.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLooking at Jean, who lay in the bed with her eyes firmly shut and her face as white as a sheet, he sighed heavily but said nothing. He followed the medical staff as they wheeled her back into her ward.
Then, he stood beside her bed, staring intently at Jean's pallid face, unmoving and silent like a statue.
Lynn looked at him and couldn't tell what was on his mind. Unsure of what to say, she lowered her head and stood quietly to the side.
However, she couldn't help but steal glances at Brad, the man she had secretly admired for a long tIf Jean were to die, Brad would no longer chere, and she wouldn't even have the chance to see him. Hence, she didn't want Jean to kick the bucket.
In just half an hour, Brad seemed like a completely different person. He had always been devoted to Jean, but now he was cold as icon et His eyes were devoid of warmth, and he looked like a lifeless O machine. It looks could kill, Jean, who was lying in the hospital bed, would have been dead by now.
An hour later, Jean gradually regained consciousness. Her body was hooked to a lot of tubes, and the anesthesia hadn't completely worn off. Even though she had cto, she could only open her eyes.
When she noticed Brad standing
mated beside her hospital bed, looking down at her coldly, tears instantly welled up in her eyes. This was the man she had longed to see, but now that he was in front of her, it felt as if she hadn't laid eyes on him in forever.
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She tried her best to lift her hand and reach out to hold Brad's. However, due to the anesthesia still coursing e through her, she could only manage to move a little. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't raise it any further.
Had it been in the past, Brad would have certainly cover to hold her dike, this. But this time, he was unbudging. His hand up ey gaze remained cold and unfeeling, and he didn't even blink as he looked at Jean. Tears streamed down Jean's cheeks as she met the man's cold gaze. She hadn't seen Brad for almost half a month, and no matter how many times she called or messaged him, she hadn't received a single response.
When she tried to call him from a different number, he'd pick up, but the call would be cut off as soon as it connected.
Now that she had finally seen him, all her pent-up frustrations turned into tears, cascading down her cheeks and soaking the pillow beneath her head.