Chapter 108


    Chapter 108 His Right Hand Might Have Been Ruined


    “This…” Mother’s face was somewhat pale, she opened her mouth, looking at me somewhat flustered,


    “Do the people from the Hinton family know? The Hinton family’s Carley…”


    Alexander shook his head slightly, took a breath and said, “Walter didn’t let me tell anyone else, he just


    said he would handle it. However, this matter can’t be concealed.”


    After speaking, he looked at me and sighed slightly, “Once you’ve calmed down, just lie in bed and take


    care of your health. If you want a child, there will always be opportunities in the future.”


    I remained silent, not uttering a single word.


    What was on my mind was Walter’s bloody right hand. Was his right hand ruined?


    I subconsciously tightened the sheets beneath me, as a dense pain spread across my chest.


    Did you get angry?


    I didn’t know, I just felt a pain in my chest.


    I wasn’t sure if it was because of the medication, but I didn’t stay awake for long on the hospital bed


    before I drifted back to sleep in a daze.


    When I woke up again, it was already evening.


    Suddenly awakened, it was Alexander who was sitting by the bed. Seeing me suddenly wake up, he


    immediately sat up straight and looked at me, asking, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”


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    I shook my head, took a sharp breath, and began to look around.


    Thinking I was looking for my mother, he said, “Auntie Eileen didn’t sleep at allst night, I sent her


    home, don’t worry.”


    I nodded, still looking around for things.


    Seeing me like this, he couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong? What are you looking for?”


    “Cellphone!” I eximed, looking around, but still didn’t see my own cellphone.


    Hearing this, he couldn’t help butugh. He got up and walked to the cab at the entrance of the


    ward. He opened the cab and took out a bag from inside. He then took out his phone from the bag.


    Taking the phone he handed to me, I hurriedly dialed Rachel’s number, but the phone was always


    turned off on the other end.


    I was a bit panicked, looking at Alexander, I asked, “Do you know where Ashley is?”


    Thinking that I wanted to seek revenge on Ashley, Alexander was taken aback for a moment before


    saying, “I’m not quite sure, you’re looking for her…”


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    Before he could finish, I asked again, “Where is Walter? Where is he?”


    Alexander paused for a moment, then said, “He should be changing dressings in the operating room,


    he should be here to see you soon.”


    I lifted the nket and got out of bed.


    “Tabatha, where were you going?”


    Ignoring Alexander, I got out of bed and left the ward. Thinking of


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    Lucas, I gave him a call.


    The line connected, “Ms. Conner.”


    Into the phone, I said directly, “Lucas, my friend has been kidnapped by Henry, I beg you, save her.”


    “Kidnapping?” Lucas was somewhat stunned, pausing before saying, “What happened? How could a


    perfectly fine person be kidnapped?”


    “There’s no time to exin,” I said, “My friend is a journalist, she must have been tracking Henry and


    got discovered by him, that’s why she was kidnapped by Henry. Lucas, I need your help, I don’t know


    where she is now, I don’t know if something has already happened to her.”


    “Don’t panic, I’m going to call the police station right away and arrange for them toe out,” came the


    reassuring voice of Lucas from the other end of the phone.


    I nodded, took a breath, and said, “Thank you!”


    After hanging up the phone, I stood in the corridor, momentarily unsure of which operating room Walter


    was in.


    Alexander followed me, pulling the cotton jacket over me, frowning, “Tabatha, what are you up to


    again?”


    I looked back at him and asked, “Which operating room is Walter in? Which floor?”


    He looked at me with some suspicion, slightly furrowing his not-so- handsome brows, and said, “What


    do you want to do on the third floor of the surgery department? Don’t be impulsive…”


    Upon hearing his words, I immediately started to jog towards the third floor of the surgery department.


    He hadn’t finished speaking when he saw me leaving. He hurriedly followed me, calling out, “Tabatha,


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    where are you going? You just had a miscarriage, are you trying to kill yourself?”


    Ignoring him, I quickly ran to the outside of the operating room where Walter was. Seeing the door of


    the operating room closed, Alexander followed up and grabbed me, saying, “He is still changing the


    medicine, what do you want to do?”


    Looking at the operating room door, I turned to Alexander and asked, “How long will it take to change


    the medicine?”


    He looked at me, his face full of confusion, “He’s almost crippled, you can’t possibly still want to…”