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Gwendolyn was frozen to her spot. “What happened to Zayden?”
Angeline was not looking so great. She was usually so glamorous. However, at that moment, her skin
looked dull and sunken. She didn't have any makeup on, and the dark circles under her eyes were
heavy.
She took a cold glance at Gwendolyn. “Gwendolyn, karma will get you one day.”
Angeline thought about how well her son treated Gwendolyn, yet what had he ever gotten in return?
On New Year's Day, he had gone looking for her. When he came back, he was already in a bad mood.
Zayden apparently argued with Gwendolyn. That night itself, he got into a car accident.
Angeline turned around and left. She headed toward the inpatient building. Gwendolyn followed her.
“Mrs. Surrington, please elaborate. What's wrong with Zayden?”
Angeline ignored her. Gwendolyn shamelessly continued to tail her from behind to Zayden's ward.
There, she saw him lying in bed wearing a white hospital gown.
Hearing the commotion, Zayden reached his hand around him.
“Who is it?”
“It's me,” Angeline replied.
Her eyes filled with pain as tears welled up in them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGwendolyn could tell that Zayden had gone blind. She quickly walked over to his bedside and waved
her hand in front of him.
However, his pupils didn't move at all. He had no reaction whatsoever.
Angeline scolded, “Stop that. He's blind.”
The housekeeper beside them brought in a lunchbox. She set up the small table on the hospital bed
and set breakfast down on it.
“Mr. Surrington, it's time for breakfast.”
Gwendolyn was stunned. “Zayden, how could this be? Your eyes...”
Hearing Gwendolyn's voice, Zayden suddenly smiled. His grin was as bright as the sunlight.
“Gwen, you're here. I'm okay. I got into a car accident, and now here I am.”
He patted his bed. “Sit down.”
Seeing him still putting on a happy face, Gwendolyn felt her heart wrench.
“Zayden, how did you get into a car accident?”
His family had very high standards for the drivers they hired. They all had excellent driving skills. There
was no way something like this would have happened.
How could it be?
“It was an accident. I don't know how to explain it to you.”
Zayden had a wide grin plastered on his handsome face. It was as though he didn't mind what
happened at all. His attitude was still as positive as ever.
Gwendolyn knew that that was just the kind of person he was. No matter how much pain he was in, he
would never say anything.
The feeling he gave off was as though he could get through anything. He was always fine.
Meanwhile, Angeline, who was on the couch peeling an apple, snorted.
“It's all your fault. He was upset, so he went drinking. He ended up drunk driving, and that's how he got
into an accident.”
Whenever she was reminded of Gwendolyn, Angeline would be filled with anger. Her son was
completely ruined.
Her tears streamed down uncontrollably. Gwendolyn pursed her lips. She could tell that Angeline was
very sad.
Zayden said, “Mom, how could you say that? It was my fault. Gwen had nothing to do with it.”
Angeline reached her hand up to wipe her tears. “Zay, look at the state you're in. How can you still be
trying to defend her? I told you not to get involved with a woman like her because she will only bring
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmharm to you. What are you going to do from now on?”
The ward fell into silence. The only sounds were a woman's cries and a man's sighs.
Seeing Zayden like this, Gwendolyn felt horrible.
What's going on this year? Patrick and Zayden had both been admitted to the hospital. Gwendolyn was
starting to feel like she was truly a jinx.
Zayden pulled the quilt over himself. “I want to take a nap. Leave, all of you!”
Obviously, he wasn't in a good mood. Zayden used to be very well-tempered. He always gave a warm
and friendly vibe to others.
Currently, he still looked approachable, but something was different. After all, he couldn't see anymore.
How could he be in a good mood?
At this moment, Gwendolyn's phone rang. Patrick was calling her.
She answered, “Hello.”
“Why have you been gone for so long? Haven't you gotten the report yet? Come back now.”
His voice was low and cold. Recently, Patrick's clinginess toward her had been much more prevalent.
Gwendolyn replied, “I'll be right back.”
Suddenly, Zayden fell from his bed and onto the floor.
“Zay, are you okay?”
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