CHAPTER 81: CHAPTER 81: I WILL MAKE UP FOR ALL THE WRONGS SHE HAS SUFFERED

Stella weakly removed her oxygen mask and was just about to speak when Evan mercilessly turned and walked out of the ward.

George Grant and his wife arrived at the door of the ward at that moment.

Lily Windsor saw Evan and was somewhat agitated.

"Evan, you finally have time to see Stella. She heard that Juliana Jacobs embarrassed you and ran out to find you, ending up getting hit by a car..."

Lily Windsor covered her face and wept bitterly, but Evan remained indifferent, looking towards George Grant.

"Did you have her admitted here?"

George Grant’s mouth twitched, "Stella’s condition is very serious."

Evan’s gaze darkened, "From now on, not a penny of your family’s medical expenses will be charged to my account, including this time."

Lily Windsor’s crying came to an abrupt stop.

George Grant’s breathing hitched, as if stabbed in a vital spot with a scalpel.

This time, Stella’s hospitalization incurred unnecessary expenses amounting to tens of thousands, and Lily Windsor’s illness was a bottomless pit. If he didn’t cover it, he’d have to pay out of pocket.

"You’re my son, you..."

"You reap what you sow, don’t throw it onto me."

Throwing down these cold words, Evan left.

Throughout it all, he didn’t leave a single word of concern for Stella.

"Husband, what’s going on here? Juliana Jacobs almost made him bankrupt, and yet he still can’t part with her?"

In response to his son’s words, George Grant’s face turned frighteningly grim.

...

Hospital 547 Intensive Care Unit.

Besides being too weak to stay awake, Juliana Jacobs couldn’t sleep at all.

So, just after settling down, she awoke again.

Caleb Shaw glanced at the instruments and said to her, "It’s very safe here; you can rest assured."

Juliana Jacobs’ face was bloodless, and she spoke with great difficulty, but each word that trembled from her lips was steeped in soul-crushing hatred.

"For his sake, you altered my medical records, hiding that a miscarriage was performed during the emergency surgery. Dr. Shaw, are you at peace when you think of my child?"

Caleb Shaw’s complexion changed at her words.

"You... How did you find out?"

Summer Shaw widened her eyes in disbelief, "Brother, you actually did this?"

Juliana Jacobs, "I didn’t report you because I knew that even if the child could be saved, Evan wouldn’t let me keep it. And you are a good doctor; I didn’t want you to ruin your future over this."

So that’s why, after waking up in the basement last time, she had been cold and aloof toward him.

Evan had always tried to hide the truth about the miscarriage, but she already knew.

Caleb Shaw felt overwhelmingly ashamed.

Juliana Jacobs gasped for air, "So you can go. I resent everything and everyone related to him, including you."

"Juliana, I..."

Caleb Shaw looked up, only to meet Evan’s abyss-like gaze, and promptly said to Summer Shaw, "Take good care of her."

He pushed Evan, who had one foot inside the ward, out.

"Why are you not in the other special care ward with your sister, running here to do what? Aren’t you tired handling both ends?"

Evan’s jawline tensed, "Our business doesn’t concern you."

Caleb Shaw gave a light scoff, "Then why did you have me cover up the miscarriage caused by your negligence in the first place?"

Evan pressed his lips together, not answering; Caleb Shaw inhaled sharply.

"Did you know she was in danger, and intentionally wanted to sacrifice her?"

Evan didn’t directly respond but merely said, "I’ll make up for all the grievances she suffered."

Caleb Shaw looked as though he heard a joke.

"Just because you always believe everything can be compensated, you never care about the hurt you caused her. Evan, even if she overcomes crisis after crisis, the scars will follow her for a lifetime. If the heart is broken, you can’t piece it back together even if you pick them up kneeling!"

"I must have really been out of my mind to become an accomplice with you!"

With that said, he left without looking back.

In the ward, Summer Shaw gently brushed Juliana Jacobs’ hair.

"You handled it beautifully today; you finally broke ties with him completely. We’ll take our time with what comes next. You are still under observation, so get some rest; I’m staying here with you."

"I’m very tired, but I just can’t sleep. Every time I close my eyes, it feels like I’m being held down and that thick piercing needle..."

At the mention of this, Juliana began to tremble all over unconsciously.

Fearing she would end up in the emergency room again, Summer Shaw called in doctors, hoping they could give her medication to stabilize her mood.

Fortunately, the expert team from Kingsford hadn’t left, waiting to return until Juliana was completely out of life-threatening danger.

"The dosage of the drug injected into her was too high; blood concentration monitored shows it will take over ten hours to be completely metabolized. For now, let’s use acupuncture to regulate her nervous system."

After saying this, the expert had his assistant bring in his sandalwood acupuncture box.

As Summer Shaw watched the doctor perform acupuncture on Juliana, she softly asked, "Who sent you?"

The doctor gave her a glance, only smiling without saying anything.

But Summer Shaw wasn’t foolish; she guessed it probably had something to do with the person in Kingsford.

But why did he intervene twice to save Juliana? The first time was when she begged him, but what was the reason this time?

After medication, Juliana finally fell asleep.

Summer Shaw stayed to accompany her, but having been exhausted throughout the day, she fell into a deep sleep on the accompanying bed.

She wasn’t even aware of Juliana moaning and sweating in her sleep...

The next day, as the effects of acupuncture faded, Juliana opened her eyes from a nightmare, finding the sky just starting to turn light.

Summer Shaw was snoring lightly on the accompanying bed.

She slept so deeply, so who was it that wiped her sweat last night, who held her while gently patting her soothingly, repeatedly saying "I’m sorry"?

Could it have been...

Juliana’s breath caught.

At that moment, the door to the ward was gently pushed open.

Adrian Langley’s face appeared through the crack in the door.

Both of them were surprised for a moment.

Seeing Juliana sitting up in bed, he quietly walked inside.

"I heard you fainted yesterday; I came to check on you," he said softly.

"Did Jared Langley tell you?" Juliana asked.

Adrian Langley didn’t reply, but seeing the bruises on her hands and collar, he could only imagine how severe the ones on her body might be.

Unconsciously, he clenched his fists tightly.

"Is he treating you poorly?"

Juliana was calm, "How I’m doing... Does it have anything to do with you?"

Adrian Langley hesitated to speak.

Juliana, feeling tired of sitting, leaned back against the bedhead, her eyes never leaving him.

"You came because you heard I was dying, right? To see me one last time?"

"You won’t die."

Juliana chuckled at his words.

"Vice President Langley, we aren’t close, your sneaking in to see me first thing in the morning might mislead me into thinking we were once intimate."

Adrian Langley’s lips trembled at her words.

At this time, Summer Shaw awoke.

Seeing Adrian Langley’s face, she blurted out without thinking, "Aidan Linton, have you risen from the dead?"

"No, you’ve got the wrong person."

Adrian Langley’s voice turned cautious.

He turned his gaze towards Juliana, obscured by an unreadable fog of emotion.

"My brother sent me. Now that I know you’re okay, I’ll leave."

With that, he strode out.

Summer Shaw finally cleared her head but remained puzzled.

"The Younger Langley died at the hands of the Elder Langley, and this newly risen Langley bastard is fighting viciously with the Elder Langley. How can he come to see you for his brother?"

Could he have some reason not to admit he’s Aidan Linton?

Juliana paused and then turned to ask her, "Did anyone else come last night?"

Summer Shaw thought for a moment, then affirmed, "No."

"I’m hungry, go buy something to eat," Juliana said.

Summer Shaw thought the same.

A lot happened yesterday; she didn’t eat much dinner out of worry. Now, her stomach was practically glued to her back.

As soon as she stepped into the stairwell, she saw Adrian Langley and Evan grappling with each other.

She shouted, "Oh my, stop fighting, you two!"