The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 332 Trouble Brews For Roxanne

Upon emerging from the stairwell, Aubree, with a drastic change in her expression, hurriedly walked into the washroom. Gritting her teeth, she gently knocked her plaster-casted arm against the wall. The impact was instantly followed by her face writhing in agonizing pain.

When she subsequently checked the time and saw that it was the usual hour for Sonya's visit, Aubree rushed back up the stairs to her ward.

The tremendous pain in her arm, plus climbing six to seven flights of stairs in a single breath, caused Aubree to be covered in sweat upon returning to her ward.

Lucian, who was waiting inside, was about to call her when he heard the commotion beyond the door. After watching Roxanne leave with the children, he went to the orthopedic department to look for Aubree. When he didn't find her there, he decided to return to her ward, where she was still nowhere to be seen.

"Lucian, you're back." There was a hint of desolation in her voice.

simply nodded. "Where did you

leaving the orthopedic department, I headed to the pediatric department, thinking that you were there. Since I

flatly replied, "If she needs any help, she'll naturally

she was truly desperate,

before lying back down on the bed. "I had gotten ahead of myself, as the doctor told me that it wasn't

their conversation, a knock

with a concerned expression. She then took a seat by Aubree's bed. "How are you feeling today? Does your arm still hurt? Did Lucian take good care of you?" Aubree, after throwing Lucian a meek glance, answered with a cordial smile, "Yes, he did. Thank you for your concern, Mrs. Farwell. I'm sure it must be tiring for you to travel back and forth from the hospital every day. Now that my injury is no longer

not acceptable. I have to

takes about a hundred days for fractures to recover. Since you'll be bored lying in the hospital all day, I don't mind dropping by to keep you company."

arm hurting again?" Aubree squirmed self-consciously, hoping to move her arm

hearing the answer, a dubious look flashed across Sonya's eyes before she turned toward

that Aubree had climbed the stairs, knitted his