CHAPTER 654: CHAPTER 654

It was none other than Seraphina.

She had bribed the nurses working on the floor Quinton was on, and had found out that Joanna and the others had gone to the cafeteria to eat.

Once they had left, Seraphina had opened the door and entered Quinton’s ward.

Quinton was now lying in bed after the surgery.

He was wearing an oxygen mask and looked very weak.

Seraphina walked to Quinton’s bed.

She stared at him for a while, then put something beside his pillow and took off his oxygen mask.

"I’m sorry.

I don’t want to be cruel, but I just need you to be in a coma so Joanna can learn her lesson.

I didn’t expect you to be so tough.

Ace even helped hire Owen for you..." Her eyes flashed in anger.

"You should blame your shameless sister for this.

She’s been pestering Ace relentlessly even though he’s engaged to me, so unfortunately, you have to suffer the consequences!" After that, she avoided the surveillance cameras and left the hospital quietly.

Meanwhile, in the cafeteria, Joanna was staring at the food uneasily.

"Joan, it’s your favorite cake from Golden Time! No matter how hard I tried, I could never buy it, but here it is.

Mr. Baldwin...

you’re awesome! I really admire you," Clara said excitedly to Justin who was seated opposite them.

"Well, it is hard to buy, but where there’s a will, there’s a way.

Phoenix likes it, and she needs to eat as much as possible," Justin scratched his head and explained helplessly.

He had done everything he could to get Joanna to eat more these past few days.

Clara smiled at him teasingly.

"Go ahead and spoil her.

I’m sure you’ll make Joan chubby in a few weeks if you keep this up!" "Well, that’s not a bad idea.

How cute she’d look!" Clara and Justin chatted happily, but Joanna remained silent.

She suddenly stood up with a frown.

"I have to go back and check on him." "Joan, you haven’t eaten anything yet.

You..." "Don’t worry about me, you guys eat first!" Joanna waved at them and quickly returned to her brother’s ward.

Things usually went wrong right before the end, so she didn’t dare to stay away for too long.

"ventilator! Get the ventilator! The patient isn’t breathing.

Hurry! "W Joanna saw a lot of nurses standing in Quinton’s ward and rushing about, and her mind went blank.

She rushed over frantically and grabbed a nurse.

"What happened? He was fine just now, so why isn’t he breathing?" "We don’t know either.

Someone took off the patient’s oxygen mask, so he stopped breathing temporarily.

We’re trying our best to save him." "What? He stopped breathing? Someone took off his oxygen mask?" Joanna could not accept it, and collapsed on the cold floor.

"Phoenix!" "Joan! w Both Justin and Clara rushed over, panicked.

"I knew something would happen...

Oh, why did I leave? Now, my brother is dying!" Joanna wailed, then turned to Justin hysterically, her eyes wild.

"Are you a spy? You lured me away so someone could harm my brother, right?!"

Justin stiffened, his eyes widening. "What... What did you say?" "I’m saying that you’re a spy! You probably ordered someone to harm my brother. If not, why did this happen right after we left to eat at the cafeteria?" Joanna demanded hoarsely, her eyes watery. She and Justin were the only ones aware of Quinton’s condition. On the surface, Justin appeared to be taking good care of her. Maybe he was doing it on purpose to divert her attention so someone could harm Quinton.

After all, he was a Baldwin. Everyone knew how ambitious the Baldwins were. They might want to take Quinton’s place after getting rid of him.

Clara tugged on Joanna’s sleeve and urged her softly, "Joan, that’s too harsh. There’s no way he could be a spy. If he was, he wouldn’t have spent so much time on you, and would have gotten rid of Quinton long ago. The real spy is someone else..."

Joanna turned to look at Clara immediately. "Do you know something about this?"

"I..." Clara clenched and unclenched her fists hesitantly, not sure if she should tell Joanna the truth.

At that moment, the medical team that was working on Quinton came out of the ward.

"Doctor, how is my brother?" Joanna ran to the doctor, deciding to talk to Clara later.

"Thankfully, we got to him in time. The patient is fine, and all his vital signs are back to normal."

"Oh, thank goodness. I was so scared..." Joanna heaved a sigh. The last few days had been a roller coaster ride of emotions. She just wanted everything to go smoothly and end soon, or else, her body would surely fail her.

"You guys can go in and see him. Dr. Wagner said the patient will wake up soon," the doctor said to Joanna.

"Great!" Joanna immediately entered Quinton’s ward with Clara behind her. Justin was left standing outside with a solemn expression.

"Justin, aJoan’t you coming?" Clara turned and asked him.

"No, I don’t think I should." His head was low, and his tone was miserable.

"You... Alright then, just wait out here." Clara knew that he was hurt by Joanna’s accusation, but she couldn’t say much under such circumstances. She could only try to persuade Joanna after Quinton woke up, or else, Joanna would doubt Clara too.

It was now eight o’clock at night, and Joanna hovered by Quinton’s bedside nervously.

Quinton had been in a coma for nearly half a month. At that moment, his fingers moved slightly and he opened his eyes.

"He’s awake! It’s a miracle! Joan, look-Quinton’s awake!" At first, Clara had doubted that scumbag Ace and Dr. Wagner, but now, Quinton had actually woken up

"Joanna..." Quinton moved his fingers as a tear rolled down his cheek. "I’ve let you down. You must have suffered a lot worrying about me."

"Don’t say that. I should take care of you since you’re my brother. I’m... I’m just glad you’re awake!" Joanna sobbed as she laid beside him.

"I know that I was in a coma. It felt like my soul was locked away in some small part of my body, and I wanted to stay there forever, but I couldn’t forget about you. So, I tried my best to escape, and I’m so grateful I did," Quinton said softly, his voice raw with emotion. He seemed gentler somehow, as if he had lost his sharp edges and ferocity.

"Ah, don’t say such things. You’ll live long, and you’ll see Adie and Abby grow up and get married and have kids of their own. You’ve just been asleep for a long time, you weren’t dying!" Joanna wiped away her tears and smiled at Quinton tenderly.

"Alright, I won’t give up so easily, for your sake and the kids’. I have to live a long life, and we can stay together forever."

"Alright, let’s pinky promise. I won’t forgive you again if you hurt yourself!"

They hooked their fingers together and cried piteously, creating a touching scene.

Clara remained silent, but tears rolled down her cheeks. She recalled Liam, her brother. She heard from Joanna that Liam had gone to Southeast Aeos to be the son-in-law of a fort master, but she had no idea how he was doing.

Suddenly, Joanna’s hand brushed against something cold under Quinton’s pillow. She pulled it out in confusion, and was stunned when she saw what it was. It was a luxurious silver ring with an "S"

engraved on the inside. It could only be Ace’s.

"Joanna, what’s wrong?" Quinton was lying in bed, so he hadn’t seen the ring, but he was wondering why Joanna had suddenly gone quiet.

"It’s nothing," Joanna said absently and held the ring firmly in her hand. "Quinton, you should rest since you just woke up. We can remove the gauze on your face when you’re discharged, and by then, you’ll be reborn."

"Hey, what’s with that? I’m just glad I survived this." Quinton smiled bitterly, just grateful he was alive at this point. "Many people want me dead, so I just want to live a secluded life after I settle the feud between Ace and me. I don’t want to lead such a dangerous life again."

"The feud between you and Ace..." Joanna took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She had always hoped that the Pierce and Moran families could get along well like in the past, but now, it seemed like it was just a fantasy. Ace and Quinton held deep grudges against each other, and now there was this ring too... Joanna could not pretend that she had not seen it. ’Joanna, stop trying to fool yourself. Wake up!’

"Quinton, rest well. I’ll take care of Joan. We’ll wait for the day when you make a comeback and bewitch the women of the City," Clara cheekily teased Quinton, then helped Joanna out of the ward.