Chapter 439 Jasmine's Heart Attack and Hospitalization

"Jasmine, don't worry. Ethan will be fine. Maybe his phone just ran out of battery," Edward noticed Jasmine's fear and quickly tried to comfort her.

Jasmine anxiously clasped her hands, her face pale. "Ethan would never not answer my call. He wouldn't let his phone die."

Jasmine knew Ethan well; he was meticulous and never did anything to make her scared or worried. "Something happened to him, something definitely happened."

On the Maple Avenue Street, under the overpass.

Ethan's phone was smashed, so he couldn't turn on it.

He cursed. At first, he wanted to use Connor's phone to call Jasmine to prevent her from worrying.

However, Connor's phone was even more broken than his.

"You're just as dumb," Connor leaned against the totaled car and said painfully.

"Shut up," Ethan's arm was injured, blood dripping down his fingertips.

"You didn't even bring a bodyguard." Connor looked at Ethan with disdain.

"I was afraid you'd die here, bad luck," Ethan leaned against the car and slowly sat on the ground.

The people who came to attack Connor had fled, but both of them were injured.

The bodyguards were on their way, and Ethan had also called the police.

Connor's face didn't look good as he stared at Ethan. "There were two groups of people trying to attack me today."

Ethan frowned. "Those people just now were out to kill you."

Connor covered his wound and spoke in a deep voice. "I was being watched as soon as

I left MindScape Haven. That car overtook me on the road but didn't try to kill me; it was probably just a warning."

"It's not surprising that you have so many enemies," Ethan mocked Connor.

Connor sneered. "The only person I've offended recently is Annabelle."

The one who sent people to warn him was definitely Annabelle.

When Connor had a car accident and was knocked off the overpass, Annabelle sent him a message: [Connor, be careful on the road.]

he was driving off the overpass, a car from

overtaken him earlier, which made him more

be sure it's not the same group?" Ethan looked at

and she's in a bad spot right now. She'd only send someone to warn me, not kill me. She wouldn't dare," said Connor. He knew that Annabelle offending the Hawthorne family at this time would have been suicidal. Ethan nodded. "She indeed doesn't have the guts. Those people were desperados, more like

grim, clearly having the

every great fortune, there

Owen Hawthorne, was born to the Hawthorne senior's first wife

Brian's third wife, a child born in Brian's

significant age difference. Moreover, Connor was smart from a young

Hawthorne family, Connor had distanced himself from the company as much as possible, immersing himself in psychological research and

seemed that avoidance was not

a common man is innocent, but he is guilty for possessing a valuable. Connor, you are the heir to the Hawthorne family, Owen's biggest enemy,

the same age as his daughter, and worried that

of Jasmine right now. If she can't reach you, she'll be terrified.

his own life

armor, as

just found a new shell-her shell was strong, but

was Ethan, were to be hurt, she would be instantly shattered, possibly even

5s.com for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available

Owen, you always avoid the topic. You have issues of your own. I suggest you see a psychologist too," Ethan

mother was the wife the Hawthorne senior married in his later years. You are a legitimate heir of the Hawthorne

sighed and

would

was why he chose

that Connor initially did

arrived, and so did the

medical staff.

the five years he had known Jasmine, he had been trying every possible way

her to be strong, using various methods to help her

it seemed doctors couldn't

being attracted to her the first

of

free from her past shadows and grow healthily, he

from the police and nervously

other end, Jasmine

Ethan started to panic.

Edward, Jasmine" Ethan called

memory for numbers and remembered

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255