Chapter 506 He Said He Does Not Love Me


    At General Hospital, Timothy hurried to the changing room aftering out of the operating


    room, ignoring the greetings of his colleagues.


    He initially nned to pick Johanna up after work, but he was dragged to the operating room to help.


    The operation began at four o''clock in the afternoon and only ended then.


    He took out his phone from his locker. Just when he was about to phone Johanna, he received a call


    from her.


    “Hello, Darling. Did you eat dinner properly after going home?” Having changed, Timothy quickly


    walked out of the changing room even as he continued, “I''m on my way home now.”


    Unexpectedly, weak breathing drifted out from the other end of the phone. “Timothy...”


    Timothy was a doctor, so he could immediately tell that she was injured upon hearing her abnormal


    breathing. Panic swamped him. “Where are you, Darling? What happened?”


    “Timothy... it hurts... It hurts badly...” Johanna''s voice was disjointed.


    “Are you hurt? Where are you?” Timothy questioned anxiously, dashing out of the hospital at lightning


    speed.


    “Darling? Jojo?”


    No matter how anxiously he shouted, there was no sound from the other end of the phone. All he could


    hear was pounding rain.


    “D*mn it!” he cursed.


    Wiping off the water droplets from the phone screen, he rang Armand up with trembling hands.


    While Steven was still searching for someone tob the surveince footage for Johanna, the


    hospital phoned Timothy and told him that a passerby called for an ambnce and had thetter sent


    to the hospital.


    Timothy promptly rushed to the hospital. When he found the operating room in which Johanna was, he


    wanted to barge in.


    At the side, Jermaine hurriedly held him back. “Calm down, Timothy. The best neurosurgeon in the


    entire hospital is in there. If you go in now, you''ll only disrupt them.”


    Timothy instantly grabbed his hand and demanded urgently, “What happened to my wife?”


    Jermaine went silent for a moment, seemingly deliberating how he should break the news to the man.


    Sometimeter, he answered reluctantly, “She suffered a blow to the head.”


    When Genevieve woke up, she noticed that the weather had already cleared up outside the floor-to-


    ceiling windows.


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    Jacky beside her, slumbering deeply.


    Despite her clothes acting as a barrier, she was still not used to any contact with him. She removed his


    hand from her body.


    Her movements were very light, but still, she woke Jack up.


    Jack leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. In a low voice, he inquired, “Did you sleep well, Baby?”


    “Yeah.” After a good night''s sleep, Genevieve was all refreshed.


    Jack had long since had someone prepare a dress in Genevieve''s size. When she had washed up, the


    two of them went to the restaurant downstairs for breakfast.


    Jack handed her a toast with jam. “What did you and Armand talk aboutst night?”


    He seemed nonchnt, but he was actually studying her furtively.


    Perhaps Genevieve had given up entirely after hearing Armand''s wordsst night, or her mind had


    cleared after a good night''s sleep, but she discovered that she no longer had such intense feelings


    toward the man when Jack mentioned him.


    Even when she recalled his wordsst night, her emotions remained calm.


    Taking the toast, she took a bite and replied cidly, “He said he doesn''t love me. That''s all. I have no


    idea why I was so foolish to stand in the rain.”


    The furrow of Jack''s brows smoothened out. Chuckling, hemented, “You were indeed foolish, for


    you even caught a cold. I had the doctor over to give you an injectionst night.”


    “Really?” Genevieve rotated her arm. “No wonder my left arm feels weak.”


    Jack abruptly straightened. Propping the back of his hand against his chin, he gazed at her with a


    smile. “You lost the bet, Genev. Do you still remember the stakes?”


    In response, Genevieve grunted in affirmation. “I''ll go back to Dartan with you after wrapping things up.


    Also, I''ll entrust the two kids to Jojo''s care.”


    “Why don''t you have them stay in Dartan?” Jack frowned.


    In a gentle voice, he vowed, “Genev, my feelings for you and the two kids are the same. I''ll raise and


    nurture Lucian as my heir. In the future, everything I have will be his.”