Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

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.

least Eric wasn't dead. It was only then that she processed what the nurse had said

to avoid mistakes Private hospitali

results. You're type

sure theres no

explained patiently. "We have very few patients here

stared at the test results and frowned

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taken back by the Hastings family, she'd seen the paternity report. It said she was type A, Heather was type A, and Owen was type B. She

"Can you check it for

vial of blood and filled out the

blank. The next few minutes felt like a lifetime. Finally, the nurse came out and handed Ophelia an identical

written on the paper. In that instant, something inside her

died without ever knowing she wasn't actually part of the Hastings bloodline. As memories of her past life surged back, a tidal wave of hatred darkened her eyes. No wonder Owen had used

sense now,

for their benefit. They sent her to Rosewood

At least she didn't have their filthy blood running through her veins. That was something

he was transferred to the ICU. He would have to make it through the next 24 hours before being moved to a regular ward. Ophelia took Chloe back to Chloe's apartment

waiting room.

rushed into the office, flustered. "Mr. Hastings, something

much bad news lately. How much worse could it get?'

Lakeview Cottage, which Mr. Harry oversaw. After they were handed over,

Owen braced himself against the desk, feeling the sharp pulse of pain in his forehead Seal 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 deal with it right away." The secretary replied, "Understood, Mr.

He thought, Hastings Group wouldn't survive until next year without

that afternoon, Owen returned home.