Jilted Bride 109

Chapter 109

Finally, the car pulled up in front of a private hospital.

The doctors lifted Eric onto a strecher and rushed him straight to the operating room

Ophelia ran after them, stopping only when a nurse held her back at the door.

Chloe arrived just them, and as soon as she saw the bloodstains Ophelia's coat, she knew what had happened

Ophelia sat on a chair by the operating room and asked, "What the been doing all this time?"

Chloe replied. "He's either been downstairs at the studio during the day or outude the shop, Sometimes, he tutori Wyatt in the evenings"

The more normal things seemed, the less they really were.

Ophelia clenched her fists. She thought, How could I have ever believed that? How foolish of me

"Elia, it's his choice. You can't change it, Chloe said gently

From what Chloe had observed, Eric was a kind-hearted boy. He was so simple, yet so naive. He seemed our of touch w the world yet desperate to fit in. But it wasn't that easy.

I know, but Ophelia's voice faltered. She just wanted Eric to live, to have the chance to be an ordinary boy, living his life in the light. His smile, with small canine teeth, had always been sweet Just then, the door to the operating room swung open.

Ophelia shot to her feet, her heart skipping a beat. She thought. Why were they out so quickly! Her legs felt like they were made of lead. She couldn't take a step forward. The color drained from her face. Chloe stepped up and asked, "How is he?

The nurse said, "He's lost a lot of blood. We urgently need a transfusion, but the blood bank is low on type A. If we go to another hospital, it might take too long. Are either of you type A "I-I am" Chloe quickly nodded.

was only then that she processed what the

run a blood test to avoid mistakes Private hospitali were fast with these things. Within minutes, the nurse returned with the

handed Ophelia the results. You're type O. Rh

you sure theres no

very few patients here right

at the test results

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type A, Heather was type A, and Owen was type B. She thought, How

said, "Can you

The nurse drew another vial of blood

into the lab, her mind went blank. The next few minutes felt like a lifetime. Finally, the nurse came out and handed Ophelia an

at the words "O Rh-negative" written on the paper. In that instant,

memories of her past life surged back, a tidal wave of hatred darkened her eyes. No wonder Owen had used her so mercilessly.

sense now,

a bargaining chip for their benefit. They sent her to Rosewood Manor for their interest

filthy blood running through her veins. That was something to be grateful

have to make it through the next 24 hours before being moved to a regular ward. Ophelia took Chloe back to Chloe's

waiting room.

Monday, at Hastings Group Headquarters, the secretary rushed into the office, flustered. "Mr. Hastings, something terrible

so much bad news lately. How much worse could

secretary said, "It's about the houses at Lakeview Cottage, which Mr. Harry oversaw. After they were handed over, several homeowners got sick from formaldehyde poisoning because of poor construction

off all information about this. No one can know. Offer each family an extra 30 thousand dollars as hush money. Do not let this get out. Go

his chair. He thought, Hastings Group

Owen returned home. "Heather,

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