Chapter 278


    At the 88th floor of International Kinsey Center, Hansen drank vigorously, one ss after another.


    He became drunk and slumped on the ground.


    Thoughts of Jenna and Rayan shed through his mind.


    He was heartbroken and could only rely on alcohol to numb his emotional pain.


    He believed that he would never fall in love again.


    He was so drunk that he remained sprawled on the floor for the entire night. As a result, he fell ill


    the next morning.


    His condition was severe, and he was admitted to the hospital. It was the first time he experienced


    something like this.


    He remained unconscious with a high fever and kept mumbling nonsense.


    "What happened? How did he fall ill?" Marissa dashed to the hospital upon receiving the news and


    questioned Jose who was Hansen''s assistant.


    "Madam Marissa, we have no idea what happened. This morning when the secretary went to find


    Mr. Richards in his office to sign a document, she found him sprawled out on the ground with lots of


    empty wine bottles scattered around. The secretary was shocked and attempted to rouse him but to


    no avail. His face was red and he kept muttering nonsense. Frightened, she called me. I dashed


    over and found him in this state. It was apparent that he was drunk. The weather has been very


    cold recently and he did not turn on the heater. Most likely he has caught a cold from lying on the


    ground," Jose exined tentatively.


    Marissa''s expression darkened upon hearing what he said. "Slept on the ground in this cold


    weather? Anyone would have fallen ill. Was there a social gatheringst night? Why didn''t anyone


    take care of him and allowed him to be drunk? What have you guys been doing as an


    assistant and secretary?"


    Anger welled up in her chest and she studied Jose with unforgiving judgement.


    Jose could not rebuke her words. To be honest, nobody saw Hansen the day before. Besides,


    Hansen detested people following him around. However, Marissa was flustered and it was not a


    good time to refute her.


    "Director Brooks, how is my son''s condition? Is it serious?" Marissa caught a glimpse of Director


    Brooks walking out of the ward and dashed over, asking anxiously. New Year Eve was just around


    the corner. How could Hansen fall ill at a time like this?


    "Madam Marissa, Mr. Richards has fallen ill due to drinking and he caught a cold. We are about to


    infuse him with some medications to relieve his fever. He should recover soon since he is young but


    he still needs to stay in the hospital for another day so that we can monitor his condition," Director


    Brooks smiled and said respectfully.


    "Thank you, hurry up then and proceed with the infusion." Marissa was on pins and needles.


    Hansen was her only son. How could she not be worried?


    Two hours after the infusion, Hansen''s fever resolved and he fell into a slumber. Marissa heaved a


    sigh of relief.


    "Jenna, Jenna, don''t go..."


    "Child, my child..."


    Marissa was checking on him when she heard him let out a cry. Her heart sank. He had indeed


    fallen ill due to the sorrow after Jenna left. Why was he so stubborn? Seeing that he was severely


    ill, she closed her eyes and sighed.


    "Hansen, why are you so stubborn? It''s just a woman, why are you so infatuated with her?" Marissa


    muttered to herself. She helped him to change his clothes. To her dismay, his clothes were soaked


    wet. No wonder he fell ill. She couldn''t help but tremble as tears coursed down her cheeks.


    "My foolish son." She wiped her tears and choked silently, "Once you recover, you must forget


    about her and start anew. Do listen to my advice."


    She sniffed quietly as tears trickled down her cheeks.


    "Mom, Hansen is ill, isn''t he?" An anxious voice rang and Aria emerged together with Minnie. She


    saw Hansen lying on the bed and burst into tears as she drew closer.


    Marissa''s heart ached further upon hearing Aria''s sobs. She helped her up and advised her, "Aria,


    why are you here? You should go back and rest. You are pregnant. Don''t worry, I''ll take care of


    Hansen."


    "No, Mom, I want to stay by his side. I don''t want to go back to my ward. I''ll be fine." Aria wiped


    away her tears and refused to leave. She proceeded to help Hansen change into the patient gown


    before sitting down by his bed and holding his hand. "Mom, let me take care of Hansen. I will not be


    at ease unless he recovers. I must stay by his side." There was determination in her eyes.


    "You are so kind, I truly appreciate it." Marissa was d to see that Aria was concerned about


    Hansen and felt apologetic because he had not treated her well. Maybe, Hansen would turn over a


    new leaf and change his perception of Aria after this incident. Letting Aria stay might improve their


    rtionship. Hence, she agreed.


    "You are about to get married. You can take care of him but you are pregnant and you should rest


    more. What about this? I''ll arrange for the hospital to put another bed in this ward and you can lie on


    it while you talk to Hansen. Let Minnie do the heavy work." Marissa was worried that anything would


    happen to the baby and therefore, she made some arrangements.


    Aria held Hansen''s hand tightly as she nced at his haggard face. There were deep shadows


    under his eyes. Jealousy stirred within her. He truly cared about that b*tch. She didn''t expect him to


    be head over heels for her.


    She was always by his side, aiding him as his business grew. She loved him wholeheartedly but he


    had never loved her, not even once. She was indeed indignant about this.


    "Jenna, Jenna." Suddenly, Hansen turned around and held her hand. He shouted, "Jenna, don''t


    leave me, please don''t leave me!"


    Hansen held her hand very tightly, for fear that she would run away.


    Aria froze for a second and the blood drained from her face.


    She leaned over and whispered in his ears, "Hansen, Hansen."


    However, Hansen had already fallen asleep.


    Tears welled from deep inside Aria. Hansen thought of Jenna even in his dreams. What was she to


    him? He only loved Jenna. She pursed her lips and blinked back the tears threatening to spill from


    her eyes.


    "Hansen, I don''t care who you love. I''m destined to marry you. You better love me or it will be torture


    for you in the future. For the sake of my child, my dignity and fame, I not only want to marry you, but


    I also want to obtain the Ocean Heart so that you can never marry Jenna and I will be your wife


    forever," Aria thought.


    Aria swallowed hard, sniffing back her tears. She would do anything it takes to achieve her goal.


    Judging from the scenario, Jenna kept her promise and left Hansen on her own ord. Otherwise,


    Hansen would not be in this state. Nevertheless, Aria burned with jealousy.


    To make matters worse, Jenna was pregnant and the child belonged to Hansen. This posed a threat


    to Aria.


    Jenna must leave A City forever, better still, vanish from the world so that she would not be in the


    way anymore.


    There was an unreadable expression on Aria''s face and she smiled maliciously. She held Hansen''s


    hand even tighter.


    "Dr. Graves, how is his condition?" Jenna asked Weldon tentatively as she watched him keeping his


    instruments away.


    After performing the examination carefully, Weldon raised his eyebrows and said earnestly, "Miss


    Murphy, from what I see, the patient should be fine. The surgery was sessful and maintenance


    therapy has been started. There is no problem at all."


    Jenna felt more at ease but she was still puzzled. "Dr. Graves, I want to know why he can''t stand up


    or talk yet."


    "Miss Murphy, don''t be anxious, take it slowly. The recovery time varies for individuals. Some have


    a speedy recovery while some take a longer time," Weldon stated calmly. "I''ll prescribe a few more


    medications. You can give it to the patient and he should recover soon."


    As he spoke, he took out a notebook and jot down some notes before he handed Jenna some pill


    bottles.


    Jenna thanked him profusely.


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    After a while, Weldon left.


    Jenna was worried that Trevor was experiencing someplications from his condition and that


    someone wouldy a finger on him. Hence, she asked Weldon toe over and check on him


    since he came to A City for a conference recently.


    Weldon heard of Trevor before and the pay from Jenna was tempting as well, hence he rushed


    over.


    "Nelson, has anyonee to tamper with the infusion for the past two days?" Jenna asked after


    calling Nelson and Haward into the room.


    "Miss Murphy, I think the culprit has realized that we are guarding this ce. Thus, nobody came


    after that incident. Besides, Mr. Richards has hired bodyguards to guard the corridors. Nobody can


    come in easily. Now that we are also standing guard in the ward, it''s near impossible for someone to


    come in unnoticed," Nelson replied in a deep voice.


    "All right, thank you. I will need your help to continue guarding this ce." Jenna nodded. "Did


    Madam Marissae over recently?"


    "No," the two of them shook their heads and replied.


    "Okay." Jenna smiled bitterly. It seems that Marissa was busy with Hansen and Aria''s wedding


    ceremony. She probably didn''t have any time to take care of Trevor. "If Madam Marissa asks why


    you guys are here, just answer as usual. Say that you were sent by Hansen and there has been no


    improvement in Mr. Trevor''s condition."


    "Don''t worry, we will." The two of them nodded their heads.


    Jenna stood by Trevor''s bed and nced at him. She leaned over and helped him do some


    rehabilitation exercises. She whispered, "Uncle Richards, you must get well soon. I''m going to leave


    A City soon but I''m concerned about you. Someone wants you dead. I do not know who the culprit


    is and what''s his motive but don''t worry, I won''t let anyone hurt you. I will make sure that you get


    well soon. Richards Manor will be having a banquet this year. Sabrina and I are in charge of


    preparing it. I hope you can attend the banquet."


    Her expression was grave, her brown eyes solemn. She furrowed her brows. It had been three


    months since Trevor''s surgery; there was no way he should still be in this state. ording to


    Weldon, the surgery was a sess. Hence, Trevor should at least be able to speak.


    However, all Trevor could do at the moment was to open his eyes and move his arms slightly. He


    could not even sit up.


    As Jenna was worried, she asked Weldon toe over to check on Trevor. However, Weldon said


    that nothing was wrong. Was it because Trevor did not wish to wake up, or was he refusing to see


    her?