Alia Linton was extrely angry, and Fabian also felt a smoldering rage with nowhere to vent. When she rushed up to hit him, he didn’t hold back, and the two of them started wrestling and fighting.
The commotion had already been significant when the two argued downstairs in the hospital ward, and now they were fighting, causing an even larger scene.
The uproar of the scuffle attracted two hospital security guards, who after quite so effort, managed to separate the two fighting individuals.
Fabian gave Alia an indignant glare and strode towards the hospital’s parking lot. Seeing him leave, she instinctively wanted to follow, but as soon as she lifted her foot, she abruptly put it back down.
Staring at the receding figure, Alia’s heart gradually turned cold and hard, until it beca a solid block of ice.
"Auntie! Are you okay?"
Seeing Alia standing dumbfounded and motionless, the two security guards exchanged a glance, and one of them asked aloud.
Upon hearing soone speak to her, Alia snapped back to reality and glanced at the security guard. Without saying a word, she turned and walked briskly into the inpatient departnt.
Returning to her ward, Alia found she couldn’t sleep at all. Not a trace of sleepiness remained. She lay on her back on the hospital bed, staring at the white ceiling, lost in thought.
The events of recent years flashed through her mind like movie clips.
When happy scenes appeared in her mind, a happy smile would grace her face; when unhappy scenes appeared, a look of sadness would appear; when heartbreaking scenes appeared, she would shed tears of sorrow.
Alia wiped the tears from her face and turned to lie facing the window. Just as she was about to continue staring blankly out the window, her phone suddenly rang from under her pillow.
She reached out, felt for the phone beneath the pillow, and glanced at it. When she saw the word ’husband’ on the caller ID, she hung up without a second thought.
But before she could put the phone back under the pillow, it rang again. Instinctively looking at it, she saw it was indeed another call from her so-called husband.
This ti, although she was not as decisive as before, after a pause she still hung up again, this ti turning off the phone entirely.
After looking at her phone, she placed it back under the pillow.
Having his calls hung up on twice, Fabian was both furious and frustrated, but he didn’t give up. On the third attempt, however, he heard the notification that the phone had been turned off.
That damned woman! She even turned off her phone.
Fabian slamd his hand on the steering wheel, tossed the phone onto the passenger seat, then floored the accelerator, and the car shot out like an arrow from a bow.
Just as he was driving away from the hospital, Fabian suddenly received a call from Theodore Hols, who only said one resentful sentence and hung up, "If you don’t let live well, I won’t let you either."
After saying this, without waiting for any response, Theodore hung up. When Fabian tried to call back, all he heard was the notification that the phone was off.
Fabian’s first reaction was that Easton Hols had already made a move against Theodore. His imdiate thought was to ask Alia to go with him to find their son, but he hit a dead end.
Without wasting any more ti, he went alone to find his son.
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