Chapter 391
No.1
And she'd actually hesitated...
The video vanished from her phone with a tap.
Perhaps this was for the best.
Some strings needed severing to move forward.
Inside the ward, Alexander's eyes opened. "Who let her in?"
Isabella froze, thermal flask extended. "Alex, I brought your favorite—"
"Get out."
No.2
Ethan Miller froze.
Had Alexander Kingsley's words just now been meant for someone other than Evelyn Sinclair?
He'd been lying in a hospital bed all day, not even working. How could he possibly be tired?
Isabella Winslow immediately put on her most tender expression. "Alex, I won't disturb your rest—"
"Get out."
Alexander's expression darkened instantly. "Who invited you here?"
Isabella stood rooted to the spot.
No.3
Seven years. In all that time, he'd never spoken harshly to her, never looked at her with such undisguised irritation...
"Alex..." Her eyes welled up instantly, voice trembling. "How could you speak to me like this..."
Alexander's face grew stormier, like gathering thunderclouds.
What shattered Isabella most was how he refused to even glance at her, instead snapping at Ethan:
"Ethan, are you brain-dead?"
Ethan jolted into action, practically shoving Isabella toward the door. "Miss Winslow, Lord Alex needs rest. Please come back another time."
Isabella tried to resist.
No.4
BANG!
The hospital door slammed shut.
The sound of curtains being drawn followed, blocking even the observation window completely.
Ethan leaned against the door, watching Alexander's fury with a stutter. "M-my lord... they're... they're all gone now..."
Alexander ground his teeth. "All?"
Ethan nodded frantically. "Y-yes, Miss Sinclair and Miss Winslow both left... You... you can rest properly now..."
"Ethan. Miller."
No.5
Alexander spat out the name through clenched teeth.
How had he tolerated such an idiot for over twenty years?
......
Evelyn hadn't even reached Sophie's ward when her phone rang.
Julian Ashford.
"I heard you're transferring departments?"
Evelyn answered absently. "Mhm."
No.6
"Why didn't you tell me first?" His voice held unusual reproach.
"The paperwork's already signed. It makes no difference which department I'm in." Exhaustion weighed on Evelyn's words.
At the office, she'd been in a hurry to visit Mrs. Kingsley at the hospital.
When Victoria Henn pressured her for an immediate decision, she hadn't hesitated.
"HR needed an answer. I didn't want to delay things." Her voice softened. "Getting early regularization is good."
Silence stretched on the other end.
That silence became a tangible pressure transmitted through the line.
No.7
"Julian," Evelyn suddenly felt an inexplicable tightness in her chest, "I'm sorry, don't be angry..."
"I'm not." Julian answered almost too quickly, urgency in his tone. "Evelyn, where are you?"
"The hospital." She answered truthfully.
Julian misunderstood immediately. "Is Sophie hurt?"
"Nothing serious..."
"I'm coming. Wait for me."
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