Chapter 303


    Hospital.


    Grant handled the hospital admission for Ronan and arranged for the best doctor to treat him.


    Ronan''s injury wasn''t severe; he had only suffered a cut on his arm. It was a superficial wound. The


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    doctor had treated and bandaged it, and it was all taken care of.


    But Grant felt terribly guilty. After all, Ronan had taken the blow for him, so he arranged a private room


    for Ronan to rest.


    "I''m sorry, Mr. Evans, it''s all my fault." Grant said, his face drained of color.


    "Would you have been able to handle it?" Ronan asked him.


    "No way, I am nowhere near as strong as you, Mr. Evans." Grant replied, with a hint of ttery in his


    voice.


    "Yes, Ronan, you should get some rest." Deanna added.


    Deanna had been present throughout the incident, her concern for Ronan''s injuries apparent and her


    anxiety palpable. Now, she made sure Ronan wasfortable in the hospital bed, tucking the nkets


    around him.


    "Rest now." She said.


    Her thoughts, however, were elsewhere. She was thinking about the fact that Grant hadn''t mentioned


    the extent of Ronan''s injuries to Cordelia, implying that they were severe. This yed right into


    Deanna''s ns.


    If Cordelia showed indifference towards Ronan, then once shepletely gave up on Ronan, he would


    be even colder towards her.


    If Cordelia was deeply worried about Ronan, this would inevitably affect her unborn babies. If


    something were to happen to the babies now, before they could get back together, their future would be


    doomed.


    Deanna was quite pleased with herself.


    "Mr. Evans, someone sent me a message. Would you like me to read it to you?" After being busy for a


    while, Grant finally picked up his phone to check it.


    "Whose message?" Ronan asked, adjusting the bandages on his arm. "Do you really need to read it to


    me?"


    "Of course, it''s from Cordelia."


    Ronan paused, and so did Deanna, her ears perking up at the mention of Cordelia''s name.


    "No need to read it, just send me a screenshot." Ronan said casually as he continued adjusting his


    bandages.


    "Okay, I''ll send you the screenshot and also copy her exact words for you." Grant said, and began to


    work on his phone.


    Deanna was anxious, not knowing what Cordelia had said to Grant.


    "I''ve sent it, Mr. Evans." Grant said after a while.


    Ronan picked up his phone to read the message. Although he had guessed that the two babies were


    his, seeing her words: "He''s the father of my two babies." caused a ripple of emotion in his heart.


    He was going to be a father.


    Ronan didn''t say anything after reading the message. His expression was calm, but his mind was a


    whirlpool of thoughts.


    "Just as you predicted, Mr. Evans." Grant said.


    Deanna had no idea what they were talking about.


    "I know her better than she thinks." Ronan said with confidence.


    "Yes, she can''t escape from you." Grant''s tone was somewhat obsequious. After all, Ronan had been


    injured because of him. He not only paid for Ronan''s medical expenses, but also took on the


    responsibility of taking care of him.


    "But what about you? Crystal might serve a few years for intentionally injuring someone, but when she


    gets out, she''ll be even more resentful towards you. Plus, if she''s really pregnant, she might get parole.


    Have you thought about your future?" Ronan looked at Grant.


    Grant was already sweating profusely. The satisfaction he had enjoyed by manipting Crystal was


    gone. In its ce was a chilling fear that ran down his spine.