Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 1951 Unconscious

Mabel followed him into the room. The moment he entered the room, he saw Janice slumped on the bed on her side, her eyes closed, and her body still.

“Janice. Janice.” Janice did not respond. “She can’t hear you. She’s unconscious. Why don’t you send her to the hospital instead?” Mabel anxiously suggested.

Wilbur then lowered his head to glance at the time. He was in a rush to celebrate Maya’s birthday with her at Imperial Garden, so he said to have the Simpson family’s driver send her to the hospital or to get someone to call Nicholas and get him home.

Upon hearing that, Mabel began grumbling, “It’ll be too late to call Nic, and the driver’s gone to pick your dad up. For the sake of how she lost her baby to save Maya, just send her to the hospital. It won’t take up much of your time. This is a life-or-death matter!”

Wilbur hesitated, for he felt that it was wrong for him to just turn away from the scene.

Thus, he asked the maids to carry Janice up into the car before driving her to the hospital.

In the meantime, Mabel sat in the backseat, holding Janice as she kept telling Wilbur to slow down.

It’s peak hour now, and it’ll be bad if we end up in some

her an annoyed look. “Didn’t you say that this is a life-or-death matter? I obviously have to rush

need to be in such a rush. You’re going as quickly as a rocket. If anything happens, the three of us are going to die.

the supposedly unconscious Janice smiled. So Wilbur

delighted. However, everything changed in

that. He then slammed

You! Why did you suddenly stop?” Mabel

as well. It was painful, but she dared not make a sound in fear of Wilbur finding out that she was fine. If that were to happen, he would not send her to the hospital, so she had

two of you can hail a cab to the hospital. I’m not going to send her to the hospital

say? You’re not going to send her anymore? You’re going to

and tell him to get to the hospital as quickly as possible. Janice is his woman, so

Mabel gulped. She was starting

in the middle of the road just

you leave us here? I’ll call Nic once