NovelEnglishChapter 382: Suddenly, a thought struck him.
After his discharge from the hospital, he'd been on medication for a while and had started to recover.
But once Joshua had taken charge of his treatment, his health had begun to deteriorate.
His face flushed with panic, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
His voice trembled as he pleaded, "Caden, the pills you have... they're real, right? They must be! Givethe real pills now!" Caden looked down at Jerald with a sneer.
"I gave you a chance before, but you took it for granted." Jerald's body, weakened by years of abuse and despair, was no longer able to withstand the pain.
When he realized the medication he had been taking was fake, a sharp headache pierced through him.
Fear swept over him, draining the last bit of strength from his body.
He collapsed onto the ground, appearing as if he were kneeling before Caden.
"Caden... please, givethe pills...” Jerald begged.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut Caden remained unmoved by the pleas.
Jerald's face turned a dark shade of purple as he clutched his chest, his body trembling uncontrollably. Through clenched teeth, he spat out angrily, "You brat! I said, givethe damn pills! Didn't you hear me?" Caden kicked him aside, the sole of his shoe scraping across Jerald's face as he walked away.
"Take it easy, old man.
This won't be enough to kill you." To Caden, this was nothing more than a small setback for Jerald.
Living in pain was the only fate the man deserved.
The wind swept through the air, carrying away the last bit of warmth, leaving an unsettling chill behind.
With that, Caden turned on his heel and walked away.
Desperate, Jerald howled, "Caden, you bastard!" But as he realized that threats would get him nowhere, fear overtook him.
His pride shattered, and he began crawling forward, inch by inch.
"Caden, my dear son... Please... Just givethe pills.
You have to save me.
I'm still your father! I'm begging you... Please..." Despite his desperate cries, Caden never looked back.
A group of bodyguards stepped forward without hesitation, seizing Jerald and tossing him onto the pavement like discarded trash.
Caden continued walking, his figure growing smaller as he disappeared beyond the gate.
Jerald refused to surrender.
He wouldn't die here.
Not like this.
Even with his body battered and weak, Jerald forced himself to crawl, dragging his legs toward the road.
He had to catch a cab and get to the hospital.
If he could just reach a doctor, he believed there was a way for him to survive.
His money could buy anything-even his life.
But the pain distorted his vision, warping reality into something unrecognizable.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe mistook the busy street for a stretch of empty safety.
Without hesitation, he staggered forward.
A speeding car cout of nowhere, crashing into him with a sickening thud.
The sound of metal colliding with m flesh filled the air as his body was е tossed through the air like a ragdoll.
The accident happened nearby, and word of it quickly reached Caden.
Without the slightest flicker of emotion, he asked, "Is he dead?" "Probably not.
The ambulance took him to the hospital," cthe reply.
Jerald's luck hadn't completely run out.
His spine was shattered, but he clung to life, hanging on by the skin of his teeth.
After a grueling night of emergency surgery, he survived though he would never walk again.
Paralyzed and with half of his brain damaged, Jerald was left a hollow Gerald was spell of the man he once was.
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