In the small hours.

Charlotte was taken to the hospital.

The doctor's initial diagnosis was: two broken ribs, a mild concussion, and numerous wounds of different sizes, but fortunately no critical damage.

Melvin sat alone on the bench outside the operating room, lost in his own thoughts.

After the accident, he asked Fred to notify the Matthews family.

Jamie and Katelyn, however, didn't arrive until dawn.

"Alas, my poor daughter. Why should this happen to her!"

Katelyn's crying voice could be heard from a distance in the corridor, she didn't shed a single drop of tear, but even seemed to be gloating about it.

On the contrary, Jamie walked up to Melvin with a sad face. Seeing Melvin's solemn expression, he said a few words to comfort Melvin.

Melvin didn't respond to Jamie's comforting, but just politely said, "Uncle, Aunt, please have a seat."

Jamie was not satisfied with his reply, "Mr. Freeman, I'm asking you as a father. What on earth happened, and how did Lottie get hurt like this? Who did this?"

It hadn't been long since his oldest daughter became a vegetable from a car incident, and now Charlotte was severely injured. Was someone going against his family? Or luck was simply not on their side recently?

Melvin was silent for a few seconds before answering, "I've sent Fred to investigate."

Jamie saw that he did not intend to continue with the conversation, and was too embarrassed to say anything else, so he sat down on the bench beside to wait.

Within two minutes, the light above the operating room door went off.

The doctor came out and said that Charlotte's surgery was successful. Except that she couldn't move around for a while, there were no major problems and she could be transferred to a standard VIP ward.

The three people on the corridor followed to the ward to see Charlotte.

Charlotte just woke up, her whole body wrapped in thick gauze. She struggled to open her swollen eyes, and she started crying as soon as she saw Melvin.

I didn't get insulted by those bastards. Mel, I really can't leave

his hand. She never could have expected that she would shoot herself

Melvin to provoke him and let him know that Lyra was a whore; in this way, all his attention would be back

own medicine, while the text

edge of her bed

his rather reserved attitude, Charlotte felt a bit distressed. "Mel, can't you say something to comfort me?

How come Mr. Freeman doesn't love you? Tell

"I..."

seemed to have recalled some bad memories

remember Lyra called me and said she had something to talk to me. I took a taxi from home to go over, but was knocked unconscious on the way. When I woke up, I found myself in that cabin,

was frightened. I

up into a ball and started shaking as if the terrible memories had

enraged after hearing this and

Lottie's fiancé. You won't just sit back and do nothing about this, right? That woman Lyra must be involved. Look at the way how she bullied Lottie. She's also

was cunning enough

obviously backed by Cody Carver, and the Matthews family was not powerful enough to defy them,

serious, "If Lottie really got set up by someone, I'll definitely help her, but on the premise that she can't hide anything from me, and she must tell me

froze. The whole story was made up by her. The more she said, the easier she would give herself

was so shrewd that any time she got a detail wrong, it would arouse his

for now,

her head

I can't

not good for her recovery to overuse her

nodded, his face

was just turning their heads to leave when the ward

were bewildered to see the strange man who

men stood on each side of the door, followed by Lyra, who walked in

had been keeping silent

was a discussion going on here about

just swaggered into this place. How

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