Reborn of Kate by Isla Rainfield

Chapter 165 Court of Public Opinion.

The scene turns to Silverwood Hospital.

Pale and trembling, Kate lay on the hospital bed, her eyes slowly opening as if emerging from a deep slumber. Subconsciously, she sat up, her gaze searching for Eric.

Hendrick, quick to her side, gently supported Kate and murmured, “Kate, take it easy. Eric is right beside you in the hospital bed. There’s no imminent danger to his life.”

Hearing Hendrick’s reassurance, Kate finally found some respite in her heart. She turned to look at Eric, tears welling up in her eyes.

Eric’s right arm and leg were swathed in bandages, an IV drip and monitoring devices tethered to him. His countenance was pallid and grave, brow slightly furrowed and his head wrapped in a bandage.

Kate’s heart clenched with every beat. Hendrick had briefed her on Eric’s condition, easing her anxiety somewhat, but worry still lingered.

Thank goodness… Eric hadn’t endured days trapped in that stifling darkness, as in her previous life. Few. had known of his venture to the abandoned factory in the city’s eastern outskirts then; his absence was only. noted after concerns grew, and he was eventually rescued from beneath debris.

This time, though brief, Kate had seen the grisly bloodstains lining the walls of Eric’s

confinement. She could only imagine his anxiety during those moments. The thought pained her deeply.

gazed at Eric for a long while before turning to Hendrick, her voice hesitant yet urgent, “Where is

always been steadfast in his vigil by Eric’s bedside during times of injury, yet now Kate

momentarily, then spoke with a touch of helplessness, “He’s gone to

aback, recalling George’s role as steward of Summer Estate, formerly Eric’s trusted aide. Lucas, too, lay injured from the explosion, necessitating investigation and management

Kate reached into her pocket, only to find her phone missing. Confusion clouded her expression as she turned to Hendrick, “Hendrick, where’s my

flickered briefly, before he advised, “Kate, you’re

resolve in her voice,

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at his sister, sighing softly as he handed the phone to

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