Chapter 249
Chapter 249 Keep An Eye On Them
“Nothing for the time being.”
Marco knew that something had happened to J, but he didn’t know the specific situation. She soun
ded a little weak, and hearing that, he couldn’t. help but ask anxiously, “Ms. Longfellow, are you OK?”
J pinched the space between her eyebrows and said, “I’m fine. Don’t worry. I’ll leave things at hom
e with you. Remember to keep an eye on
Conrad. And Anastasia as well.”
“Yes, I understand. Ms. Longfellow, be careful.”
After J hung up the phone, Lily came back and brought fresh fruits for
J.
Meanwhile, Nigel came out of the inpatient building and stopped at the door.
After a while, he looked back in the direction of the top floor
of the inpatient building. His eyes were filled with sadness, and he smiled bitterly.
He thought, how torturing.
I have no ce or right to ask J to stay away from Nathaniel
Out of sight, out of mind. Unfortunately, I can’t even do that.
Collecting himself, Nigel turned around and continued walking toward the parking lot outside the hospit
al.
He found it strange. J’s injuries this time were fishy, and she was saved by Nathaniel…
Nigel furrowed his brows. He had to find a way to find out the one behind the scenes who hurt J. H
e wouldn’t let her be in danger again, and he
wouldn’t give Nathaniel a chance to get close to her.
Nigel thought seriously, and he didn’t notice that several leaders of the
hospital were standing at the entrance of the hospital, waiting for something.
He looked casually towards the door.
There were a few ck cars parked in front of the door, led by a rather
low–key ck Bentley with a Canadian license te. The cars were being
parked, and several bodyguards came from the cars behind and surrounded
the cars.
The leaders of the hospital immediately smiled and respectfully took a few
steps forward. However, the bodyguards stopped them 10 feet in front of the
cars.
Nigel became more and more curious about the person in the car. He put his
hands in his pockets leisurely and raised his eyebrows, looking. Soon, he saw
a tall maning out of the car.
To his surprise, he saw a handsome face that looked like he was from
America. The man had a high nose and thin lips and
was very handsome, but his expression was cold. A cold light shed across his eyes, making him.
intimidating even though he was not angry. No one dared to look at him.
Nigel felt that the te was not simple. The owner might have something to
do with the Canadian military.
But he could not remember for a moment when there was such a figure in
the Canadian military. After frowning and thinking for a moment, he figured that maybe he was wrong.
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level leaders of the hospital politely weed the man into the hall. There were a lot of people, and Ni
gel stopped paying attention to them.
He turned and quietly left through the side door.
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He figured that since it was a private hospital, perhaps the man was some
kind of sponsor.
Donahue, who stepped into the front door of the hospital, noticed the slender
back of the man who left through the side door.
Donahue thought, he looks a bit familiar. Was he by J’s side before?
He turned vignt because of his protectiveness of J, and he subconsciously
wanted to send someone to take a look, but he held back
when he thought of J.
He quietly winked at his assistant. Thetter understood and disappeared
into the crowd in silence.
On his side, the hospital leader gushed about the medical quality of the hospital. However, Donahue di
dn’t bother at all. His lips parted slightly, and his voice
was as cold as ice, deep, maic, powerful, and elegant. He said,
“Where is my sister J Longfellow’s ward?”
The head of the hospital reacted and hurriedly said, “Mr. Smedley, please
The director of the hospital did not expect Donahue toe in person, nor
did he expect that the patient surnamed Longfellow was Donahue’s sister.
The director thought, if I had known, I would have put her in a better ward.
It was toote to regret it now. The director humbly took Donahue
to the ward on the top floor of the inpatient building and quickly called for J’s
attending physician.
Donahue walked in front, his pace getting faster and faster, and he was
almost a little uneasy.
He wondered how J was doing.
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When they arrived at the room at the end of the corridor, the director next to
him was still talking.
“Mr. Smedley, this is Ms. Longfellow’s attending physician. He is very good.
But if we had known that Ms. Longfellow is your family, we would have
definitely arranged for better doctors to treat Ms. Longfellow…”
Donahue frowned slightly, and a hint of impatience shed through his dark
eyes.
On the side, Donahue’s assistant, Bryan Saul, had been observing Donahue’s
expression. Noticing the slight change in Donahue’s expression, Bryan
quickly brought the person who kept talking away.
Donahue stopped frowning that much. He pushed the door open and
entered.
In the ward, J was leaning against the bed, holding a fruit
tray in her hand, trying to put it on the cab beside the bed.
She looked at the door in a daze.
“Donahue? How did you get here so quickly?” J was shocked.
J was pale. Donahue stared at her for a while, and the emotions in his eyes became more
and more terrifying. He quickly stepped forward, took the
fruit te in J’s hand, and put it aside.
“Sit tight,” Donahue reprimanded J in a low voice and red at her.
J was no longer surprised, and she looked at Donahue with a smile. She
said, “Donahue, I’m fine…”
Donahue turned a deaf ear to her, who was ying tough, and said coldly to
the door, “Get inside.”