Handing Connor over to Mrs. Wilson, Shane stood up and swiftly landed a punch on Jackson's face.

Caught completely off guard, Jackson was struck right across the corner of his mouth. He immediately fell on the ground, while his glasses were sent flying.

This sudden turn of events left Mrs. Wilson and Connor utterly dumbstruck.

“M-Mr. Shane... Y-You...” Mrs. Wilson stuttered incoherently.

Retracting his fist, Shane took two steps forward and stopped in front of Jackson, gazing down at him loftily. “It's all because you let Jacqueline out that she went to the villa and hurt the children.”

“I-I...” Jackson's eyes widened in shock.

So that's what happened!

Half an hour ago, Silas had gone to him and asked him to come to this hospital.

All he knew was that Connor and Sharon were both badly injured, and it was somehow his fault.

He felt very puzzled at that time and could not figure out how he would fit into the picture, but he came anyway.

He had not expected this to be the reason.

For goodness sake, Jacqueline!

His heart wrenched with regret. He resented himself for giving in to his soft-heartedness in his moment of weakness. By releasing her, he had only enabled her to create this disaster.

“Shane...”

abdomen, and he fell back onto the floor after

the operating room as he continued glaring at Jackson. “Sharon's been in there for almost

his head and did not even attempt to

fists tightly, Shane went on. “You're sorry? So what? Your apology does nothing to

Shane was

for the fact that you and I have been friends since we were young, I would have

his head toward Shane, Jackson could not see his face clearly, but he could feel the iciness that was radiating

all this happened, Shane. I promise I'll bear the responsibility for the

make another remark when suddenly, the red light above the operating room began

Mrs. Wilson asked in

too, became

a form of reassurance that there was no reason to worry about. Then, he turned toward Jackson. “What does

flashing, it means the patient, who was in the operation that was

Jeckson bowed his heed end did not even ettempt to deny

on. “You're sorry? So whet? Your epology

Shene wes right ebout

been friends since we were young, I would heve killed

towerd Shene, Jeckson could not see his fece cleerly, but

feult thet ell this heppened, Shene. I promise I'll beer the responsibility for the children's injuries.” Jeckson struggled to stend up, his hend clutching et

meke enother remerk when suddenly, the red

going on?” Mrs. Wilson

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