Chapter 304
Evelyn let Dominic guide her by the hand into the living room. Her tears kept cascading down her
cheeks.
It wasn''t until she sank into the sofa that Dominic caught the full extent of her distress by seeing her
crying like a child .
A flicker of softness passed through Dominic''s typically icy gaze. "Getting hurt and then drinking on my
doorstep? Didn''t you think of going to the hospital?"
"I''m not that childish, to drown my sorrows in booze."
Evelyn sniffled, her voice muffled.
"I just bought a bottle of vodka to disinfect the wound."
As Dominic gently coaxed her torn sleeve aside to assess the injuries, she winced.
The pain was evident, yet she halted her tears, feigning strength.
"It hurts, doesn''t it?"
She shook her head in denying.
"How long were you out there?"
Dominic inspected her wound, contemting. It needed cleaning and professional medical treatment.
"Not long." Evelyn wouldn''t admit that she''d spent the whole night outside, thoughts consumed by him.
"I''ll grab some iodine and cotton for you. After I clean the cut, we''re heading to the hospital."
As he rose from his crouch before her, she quickly clutched his hand.
Dominic turned back.
The redness in her eyes and the shimmer of tears betrayed her, yet this time, her smile was genuine.
"Dominic, you do have a heart in there, don''t you?"
He didn''t respond verbally. Instead, he gently pulled her hand away to fetch the medical kit.
Evelyn''s spirits inexplicably soared.
The night''s ordeal seemed suddenly worthwhile. If getting hurt could stir a flicker of concern in Dominic,
she''d dly bear wounds every day.
Though his current look of concern bore noparison to the intense worry he''d shown for her sister-
inw, it was enough for Evelyn.
Her heart skipped joyfully, hope reigniting.
Returning with the iodine and sterile scissors, Dominic sat before her. "I need to cut your clothes to
properly disinfect the wound."
"It''s okay, I can handle it," Evelyn assured him, bracing herself.
It was painful actually, especially when Dominic snipped through the bloodied fabric which was tugged
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at the wound.
She shivered with the pain, thinking if the cut was deeper, her life might be at risk of losing too much
blood.
Anger flickered in Dominic''s eyes. "With such a serious injury, why didn''t you ring the bellst night?"
His tone was scolding, but it warmed Evelyn''s heart. She mustered a smile. "I was afraid of annoying
you, you know. Auch!"
He eased his touch. "You feel pain after all?"
"Not when you''re concerned about me. Even a stab in the heart wouldn''t hurt then," Evelyn beamed.
Dominic handed her a pack of sterile cotton. "Clean it yourself."
"I''m too hurt to do it on my own."
"You don''t seem that hurt to me. I let you in just because we''re acquainted. Don''t read too much into it."
Evelyn blinked helplessly. "Do you have to be so cruel just when I thought you cared? I''m still injured,
you know."
He nced at her arm marked with trails of dried blood. He did feel a twinge of pity.
But he didn''t want to give her false hope. "I''ll call a cab to take you to the hospital."
"Can''t you take me?" Evelyn frowned deeply.
Dominic didn''t answer but turned to find his phone.
He took a few steps, but suddenly felt as if his feet had struck cotton. His bnce wavered, nearly
sending him tumbling.
Clutching the nearest cab for support, he was hit by a familiar terror. It felt like being twenty again,
copsing and ending up in the hospital, where the doctor found a tumor in his brain.
Hadn''t his condition stabilized?
Was the tumor acting up again?
Dominic''s hand clenched the cab as a cold sweat breaking out.
Sensing something amiss, Evelyn stood up with concern. "Dominic, are you alright?"
Before she could finish, Dominic copsed to the floor like a felled tree.
At the hospital, Evelyn called Roxanne through tears. "Roxanne, Dominic just passed out. I think it''s the
tumor. Can youe?"
Roxanne rushed out from her meeting without a word. Chloe Mitchell called after her with worry, but
she didn’t seem to notice.
Roxanne pressed for details, “Evelyn, calm down. What do the doctors say? How is Dominic now?"
Roxanne was frantic, tapping the elevator button repeatedly as Evelyn sobbed out the situation.
Rushing over, Roxanne found Evelyn curled up outside the hospital room, her swollen eyes betraying
her cries.
Evelyn prayed between sobs. "God, please save Dominic. I''d trade years of my life for his."
Roxanne choked up. She worried for Dominic, but her heart went out more to Evelyn.
She remembered her own near-death experience during childbirth and Dominic''s desperate prayers.
Now Evelyn was echoing that devotion.
Fate was cruel. Had Dominic met Evelyn first, he would have surely fallen for her.
Evelyn was such a wonderful girl. She deserved to be treated with kindness.
But the thing was, Dominic''s heart already belonged to someone else – and that someone was her.
She felt terribly guilty.
As she approached, Evelyn quickly stood up from the corner where she had been crouched, frantically
wiping away her tears.
But the more she wiped, the more tears seemed to spring forth. "Roxanne," Evelyn’s voice trembled
with fear, "I''m so scared. I''m afraid Dominic might never wake up. Back home, his doctor warned that if
he ever passed out again, there might be a chance he wouldn''te back."
Roxanne wrapped Evelyn in her arms.
She wanted to offerfort.
But her own throat was tightened with emotions too. She could only hold Evelyn close.
Just then, the door to the hospital room opened and a doctor stepped out. "Who is Dominic''s family?
Pleasee to my office. We need to discuss his condition in detail."