Chapter 794 Trash
"Elizabeth and her aunt have been taken to the hospital. I''d like to check on them. What happened
to Jorge? Did you catch him?" J asked when she finally stopped crying.
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"I''ll tell you all about it. For now, let''s just get in the car." Brandon put his arm over her shoulder and
helped her into the car.
They drove full speed along the dark road and soon arrived at the hospital. Brandon also told J
everything on their way.
Upon their arrival, Elizabeth and her aunt had been brought in by the doctor and were being
examined.
Brandon removed his coat, draped it over J''s shoulder, and leaned against the bench in the
corridor. "It''s a pity that Jorge managed to escape. That man... he''s nothing but scum. How does
your friend even know a guy like that?"
As J sat next to Brandon, she replied, "He''s Elizabeth''s ex-boyfriend. You''ve actually seen him
before."
"Right now, Jorge is a desperado and an ouw. Your friend is unlucky to have met a guy like that.
No offense, but she has bad taste in men. She probably found him atop a pile of trash." Brandon
was quite blunt and his words were harsh to hear.
Frowning, J replied, "Don''t say stuff like that in front of Elizabeth. She''s already been through
enough! Hearing that kind of talk will only make her feel worse."
Right after she said that, she looked back and saw Elizabeth standing at the door of the doctor''s
office, seemingly embarrassed.
"That''s enough." J cleared her throat, tugging on Brandon''s shirt and blushing uncontrobly.
Elizabeth probably heard Brandon''s snide remark earlier.
Seeing as her friend looked dispirited, J stood up and tried to exin, "Please don''t take our
words to heart. We were just joking around."
"Honestly, it''s okay. You''re right, anyway." Elizabeth looked down, visibly disheartened. She felt
really ashamed of herself. "I''m so sorry for what happened. This is all my fault. None of this
would''ve happened if not for me. I almost put your lives in danger!"
Both Brandon and J had helped her a lot.
If it weren''t for them, she and her aunt would''ve been corpses by now.
Now that she had calmed down, Elizabeth realized that she deserved all the bad things that had
happened to her.
She shouldn''t me anyone else for all her misfortune.
"Don''t say things like that. Jorge is the bad guy here, not you!" J countered.
She nced at Elizabeth''s bandaged hands and asked, "What did the doctor say about your
hands?"
Biting her lower lip, Elizabeth fell silent. Secondster, she smiled bitterly while looking at her
wounded hands. "The doctor said that the injuries are serious and that I needed to remain in the
hospital for a few days for further observation."
She then turned to one of the rooms and said, "Fortunately, my aunt is fine. The doctor said that
she''ll be fine once she regains consciousness."
Tears were welling up in her eyes.
"This is all my fault. Because of my incapacity to see the truth before, all of this happened!" Sniffling
and looking down, Elizabeth finally fell silent.
J wasn''t sure what to do now. She turned to Brandon and pouted at him. She thought that he
really shouldn''t have said those hurtful things.
Knowing that he did go too far, Brandon scratched his nose, stood up, and approached Elizabeth.
Thereafter, J held Brandon''s hand. He looked into her eyes, implying that he knew what she
was trying to tell him.
"I really was just joking around. I didn''t mean any of it. I''m sorry for being insensitive."
It was rare for him to apologize to anyone, but he had to. J was upset with him.
In truth, he didn''t care so much about what he had said. The only reason he helped Elizabeth was
for J''s sake. He said those things because he meant them.
But because Elizabeth was his wife''s friend, he thought that he should be nicer to her.
"Take care of yourself, Elizabeth. I''ll assign my men to protect you and your aunt, so you won''t have
to worry too much. Jorge won''t have the guts to show his ugly mug anywhere near you ever again,"
Brandon remarked sternly.