Chapter 522


    Chapter 522


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    At the sound of his voice, Cynthia tumed to look at him.


    “How is he?” she asked.


    “He’s past the critical stage. The good news is that he won’t end up in a vegetative state. However, the


    bad news is that his central nervous damage might result in various symptoms, including but not limited


    to those mentioned by Yves,” Sean reported, sounding more serious than before.


    Cynthia felt as though her heart was being crushed. “When will he wake up?”


    “In a day or two. Get the consent form signed in the meantime. Once he wakes up, I can transfer him to


    my ce. The facilities


    are more advance and conducive to his treatment,” Sean replied.


    there


    “Okay,” Cynthia agreed,


    Seeing that she was still standing there, Sean lifted an eyebrow. “You should go. Any further dy may


    affect his optimal recovery time.”


    “I’d like to see him one more time. Cynthia expressed her wishes.


    Sean allowed her to.


    Cynthia entered the room. Joshua’s eyes were closed, his face pallid. Hecked his usual cool


    aloofness and vitality, looking frighteningly tranquil, Cynthia’s heart ached. She stood by his bedside,


    gazing at him for a while before finally leaving the


    TOOL


    After obtaining Joshua’s physical data from Sean, Cynthia booked her flight to Jiverton. The situation’s


    current state was something she had never anticipated. The original n was simple: they divorce, and


    each leads a peaceful life. Had it not been for Yerick, had she not suggested a coboration, perhaps


    they would not be in their current predicament. The more Cynthia thought about it, the more jumbled


    her heart felt. Her brain could not seem to function normally.


    Amidst her chaos of thoughts, she boarded the ne to fiverton. As she sat on the airne, gazing at


    the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, the memories of her past with Joshua surfaced in


    her mind. Their gentleness and patience at the beginning of their marriage, their respect and


    understanding, then theirter doubts and mistrust, harsh confrontations, and now their desperate


    protection of each other. It all felt like it happened just yesterday, scene after scene reying in her


    mind. It was at this moment that she finally understood the saying: everything other than life and death


    is trivial.


    At three in the afternoon, the nended. After leaving the airport, Cynthia initially nned to take a


    cab to the Neal family. However, she remembered the aged Old Man Neal and the gentle Daphne. It


    would be too much for them to bear if she directly informed them about this matter. With these thoughts


    in her mind, she took a taxi and left the airport. Once in the car, she sent a message to Felix. She opted


    not to call, fearing that Daphine would overhear.


    [Cynthiar Uncle Neal, are you there?]


    [Felix: Yes]


    [Cynthia: Are you avable right now? There’s something I would like to discuss with you alone.]


    Felix paused as he held his phone, subconsciously ncing at his wife ying chess with Old Man


    Neal. Despite his wife’s


    nessy chess y, Old Man Neal did not show any annoyance. Instead, he patiently guided her.


    “What are you looking at? If you spent less time clinging to Dane, she’d be better than me by now.


    Go find something to do. “Old Man Neal scolded him without caring that he was a father now.


    “Yes, you’re right,” he said.


    “If you really think I’m right, you should go out and make more money. All you do is read the newspaper


    all day, never doing anything else!” Old Man Neal retorted, not hesitating to give him a piece of lib