The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 142

After an hour, the door of the operating room slid open. At that instant, Gabrielle tensed up and looked at Christian reflexively, afraid that he would rush forward and upset Victoria again. However, he only stood there and looked inside the operating room. Then, he asked the doctor, “How is she?”

“She’s fine.” The doctor took off his mask and wiped the sweat on his forehead. “It’s just that Miss Coleman is too weak and needs to rest well. So I advise asking those not on good terms with her to stop visiting her for these few days. If you know people on ill terms with her, please tell them this,” the doctor said.

Gabrielle gulped and glanced at Christian when she listened to the doctor’s advice. Just as she was taking a sneak peek at him, he was looking in her direction too. This caused her to shiver, and she lowered her head quickly, not daring to look around.

“I understand.” He took another look inside the operating room and gripped his knuckles slightly before releasing them and walking toward the elevator.

Gabrielle was slightly relieved when she watched him leave without kicking up a fuss, but she was still tense as long as he was still within her sight.

Suddenly, Christian turned to her and asked, “Are you Gabrielle?”

“Huh?” Her heart trembled, and she stood straighter. “Yes. My name is Gabrielle; the same name as the British singer,” she said.

Christian nodded and said faintly, “I’ll give you a month and a half of holiday.” With that being said, he walked into the elevator.

Only when the elevator was closed shut did Gabrielle regain her senses. Did Mr. Thatcher give me a month and a half of holiday so I can take care of Victoria? she thought.

She ran her hand through her hair, mumbled something incoherently, and followed the nurse, who was pushing Victoria back to the ward. Because the anesthesia hadn’t worn off yet, Victoria was still asleep, which made Gabrielle feel that she had worried too much. If she had known things would turn out like this, she would not say those disrespectful words to Christian.

Ding!

the hospital, he encountered Bella by the door; she was sitting in a wheelchair with a bouquet on her knees. This time, it wasn’t Lucas

to visit Victoria too?”

lips when he looked at her. Then, instead of answering her question, he asked, “How did

There was bewilderment on Bella’s face, but then she smiled. “You must have misunderstood me. I am not here for

left without

out her expression.

he didn’t stroll toward her and just looked at her sardonically. “Was it Mr. Carter who told you that I’m

There was no way his mother would tell Bella about his whereabouts; only Mr. Carter

Mr. Carter about your whereabouts as I need to

for me to overthink? That Mr. Carter is why you

that don’t blame it all on him. It’s unfair for Mr. Carter if

he stood against the light; the shadows covered his

me to talk to you after I’m

said, “Stop visiting her for these

used to be my friend. Plus, there are many people in the hospital. So even if I wanted to hurt

done more than enough just by standing before her.” Christian looked at

made Bella stiffen, which resulted in

attitude. “Mr. Thatcher, how dare you say such things to Miss Spritz?! She had given up on suing Miss Coleman and even forgave her

maid accusing him hotly. When their eyes met, the maid, fuming in rage, immediately lowered her head and didn’t dare to make eye contact with him. But still, the anger and unwillingness on her face