Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 257: Bad Feeling

In the hospital, the doctor was speaking to Caryn, who was still inside the plastic-covered isolation unit.

"Ms. Shaw, due to the new medicine, your body has responded really well to the bone marrow transplant," the doctor said as he looked through her reports. "But that doesn’t mean you are entirely recovered. It can take up to a year for the immune system and blood count to return to normal."

She almost glared at him. "Don’t tell me I have to stay here for an entire year. If that’s the case, I’d rather leave and die."

The doctor, well aware of her temper, remained calm and replied, "No, you don’t have to stay in the hospital for a year. A month will suffice. In fact, this plastic isolation will be removed soon, and you’ll be free to move around inside this room while continuing to follow all precautionary measures. Though you’ll be allowed to return home, for a year, you must strictly follow the precautions. Once you’re fully recovered, you’ll be free to do as you please."

"I’ll be a prisoner in my own home for an entire year," she said with a frown.

"Better than being in a hospital, isn’t it?" the doctor asked.

Caryn didn’t answer. Soon, the plastic confinement around her was removed, and she felt as if she could finally breathe freely. However, hospital staff and visitors still had to wear protective hospital clothing to visit her.

Eric came to see her. "How are you feeling now?"

Instead of answering, she asked, "It’s been a few days—has Aiden not returned yet?"

Eric shook his head and said, "Don’t worry about him. It’s not the first time he’s gone away."

Her already serious expression turned grave, her voice cold. "Where exactly has he gone?"

"I’m not sure, but it must be some company-related work," Eric tried to sound casual.

"Company-related work, and you’re not sure of what exactly it is, huh??" Though her voice was weak, it still carried a strict edge that could intimidate anyone.

nervous. It was always difficult to hide anything from Caryn; she was skilled at

are you hiding?" she asked again, her piercing gaze

"Trust me, this time I truly

deeply and said, "You can

Eric left, the anger on her face softened into a look of worry. Where has he gone? This kid has

concern. For days, an uneasy feeling had lingered in

eyes, her gaze shifted to the edge of the bed, where Aiden was sitting a few days ago, the last time she saw

her mind—him skillfully injecting a syringe

her intently. "I want to know who’s been trying to harm you for

need to know," she had answered

don’t know, how am I going to protect you all the

work. That part, Eric can

They’ve turned more aggressive, and

you had let me die,

faked your death and kept yourself alive to protect your daughter from a

is capable enough to protect herself, and

his end for a while before he stood up and turned to leave. With his

to him softly.

then, all I ask is that you take your medicines on time and stop worrying," he said,

then. Now that he hadn’t returned for several days,

given him, she had never truly meant it. Now, as worry consumed her, she could see that clearly. Maybe Aiden had known it too,

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car, Briena and her mother were on their way to the