CHAPTER 383: CHAPTER 383: WHAT DO YOU SEE IN HER?

As Len Taylor finished speaking,

Hailey Smith was dumbfounded, never expecting to see such a scene upon returning.

The violent aura of Julius Shaw was rapidly increasing.

Having already revealed so much, Len Taylor no longer cared, opting to spill everything in a desperate attempt.

"The day I came, I saw that the condition of this madam was very poor. If she had been given proper care, she might have recovered, but Young Master Shaw didn’t give her any chance to recuperate, constantly threatening and coercing her, leading to worsening psychological issues. In the end, her mind and body collapsed together. Not to mention the physical aspect, if she shuts herself off mentally, she might never wake up. I’m just an ordinary internist, how can I save someone so gravely ill!"

Hailey was stunned to hear all this, so much had happened, and yet no one in Imperial Garden informed him or tried to stop Young Master Shaw.

She can’t stay in a coma, that’s unacceptable!

The Young Madam had already been in a coma for five years, she must wake up!

In Imperial Garden, when it comes to loyalty, Hailey was undoubtedly the most loyal, always aligning his thoughts with Godfery Shaw’s ideals, straightforward, and never overthinking.

At this moment, he stepped forward and punched Julius Shaw, who was standing by the bed.

He took action against the one to whom he swore eternal allegiance.

Pushing Julius aside, Hailey shielded the comatose Nancy Allen behind him.

Even if the person before him is the personality that emerged after the elder brother lost control, he mustn’t harm the Young Madam! Otherwise, when the elder brother regains consciousness, how despairing and filled with self-blame will he be!

If others dare not stop him, then Hailey will!

Watching from the side, Len Taylor almost wanted to cheer and applaud.

Finally, someone dared to defy this madman.

Julius Shaw’s bloodshot eyes turned toward Hailey, and the bloodlust in his eyes intensified, as if ready to erupt and harm someone at any moment.

Startled, Len Taylor stepped back a bit further.

So dangerous, so dangerous, everyone in Imperial Garden is so dangerous!

Hailey stood firm against this murderous gaze, instead shouting angrily out of disappointment.

"Young Master, I know you can’t control your emotions, and I know you don’t understand how to interact with people, but I know you definitely don’t want to harm the Young Madam. But look at what you’re doing now? The Young Madam has always responded harshly to force; those who pressure her will face her ruthless revenge, but she cannot bring herself to harm you, so she can only push herself to the brink. Do you want to force her to die?"

Everyone knew these things, but few dared to say them to Julius Shaw because he was so dangerous and unpredictable.

But Hailey wasn’t afraid; he felt that if his brother were here, he also wouldn’t be afraid.

No matter how dangerous, he must protect the one that the elder brother values as his life.

The phrase about possibly not waking up not only provoked Hailey but also affected Julius Shaw, making him hesitate and temporarily restrain his violent tendencies.

Julius’s stubborn mind was processing what Hailey had said, but clearly, these words became a tangled mess in his head.

He didn’t understand; no one had ever taught him any of this. His personality emerged from abuse and despair; every time, after Godfery Shaw was hurt, he would appear.

His appearance was originally accompanied by harm, perceiving the world as malicious!

Julius Shaw erupted with hostility, his eyes filled with malevolence as he said, "Why should I learn how to interact with people? If those unrelated people die, then so be it! I only need Nancy to be well!"

As he spoke, Julius Shaw moved to take action against Hailey.

Hailey didn’t budge, shouting as if questioning, "The problem is, is the Young Madam well now? She’s close to dying!"

Julius’s extended hand hesitated, holding his aching head.

Flashing in his mind were images of Nancy’s pale face, Nancy coughing up blood and fainting, Nancy fearfully stuffing food into her mouth with tears in her eyes, Nancy saying she hated him.

Julius felt a bit lost, yes, Nancy was not well.

The world is full of malice, but Nancy is the one light in his heart.

How could Nancy not be well?

This was Julius Shaw’s room, and the room had always been prepared with things to control his loss of control.

Suddenly, Julius pulled out a pair of handcuffs and cuffed one of his wrists to the sofa armrest to prevent himself from harming others.

He asked Hailey, "Then what... should I do?"

His voice was hoarse and quivering slightly from restraint and repression.

A flicker of surprise flashed in Hailey’s eyes.

For Young Master Shaw, hurting others when he lost control was normal. The fact he managed to restrain his malevolence and even asked him what he should do was surprising.

Having resigned himself to probably getting hurt today, Hailey was momentarily at a loss.

But no matter what, Young Master Shaw’s ability to control his malevolence was a good thing.

Hailey quickly said, "Wait for my brother and Mr. Bailey to return, and once the Young Madam wakes up, show her enough respect."

"How to respect?"

Hailey felt as if he were teaching a small child.

"Respect her opinions, respect her thoughts, the Young Madam is not a doll, she is a living person. You want to be good to the Young Madam, but it’s not about what you think is good; it’s about what the Young Madam herself feels is good—that would be good."

Julius Shaw pondered, "Will she wake up?"

Hailey nodded affirmatively, "She will wake up, she definitely will."

Like a wild beast driven mad by injury, Julius Shaw was somewhat soothed by Hailey’s words.

Hailey took a long breath, unsure of the Young Madam’s condition, but she couldn’t remain in a coma, she had to wake up!

Even if she was in critical condition, she had to be saved, otherwise, it would truly be over.

His brother and Mr. Bailey were on their way, surely they could save her, surely it would be alright.

As Julius Shaw calmed down, Hailey stayed vigilant, positioned in front of the bed, preventing Julius from approaching.

He had already notified the female bodyguards he had trained, and they were gathering towards Imperial Garden.

It would be alright, it had to be alright!

Julius didn’t challenge Hailey’s vigilant defense, sitting still, his handcuffed hand anchored to the sofa, as if contemplating the words Hailey had previously said.

Scooping up a chair, Hailey sat by the bed, determined that no one would hurt the Young Madam today while he was there.

Len Taylor, seeing the calmness, retreated to his corner, leaning on his hand as he watched the IV drip slowly dripping.

Len Taylor wanted to ask if he could leave, given that his presence seemed pointless with three men watching over, which indeed appeared odd.

But clearly, no one was allowed to leave today.

To have someone capable of pressing down on this psychotic Young Master was something for which he should be grateful.

Two hours later, people arrived—it was the female bodyguards trained by Hailey.

Boldly, Hailey invited five female bodyguards into the room, encircling the bed and nearly blocking Julius Shaw’s line of sight.

The female bodyguards felt nervous, glancing at Julius sitting over there, then at the comatose woman on the bed, thinking that their boss truly had guts, daring to separate the two individuals.

Despite their nerve-wracking apprehension, they steadfastly centered around Hailey, shielding the person on the bed; they were professionals!

With the room becoming crowded, Julius’s presence gradually turned ominous and dangerous, causing hairs to stand on end throughout the room.

The Young Master in such a state of losing control would attack anyone within his sight range.