CHAPTER 298: CHAPTER 298: IT WAS TANYA SINCLAIR WHO SAVED HIM BACK THEN!

Tanya Sinclair had just thrown the blood-soaked cotton into the trash can when she turned her head and saw Rhys Lucas striding angrily towards her.

She frowned, feeling only a surge of bad luck, and turned to leave.

But Rhys Lucas had no intention of letting her go.

"Tanya Sinclair!" He quickly caught up, blocking her path, still wearing that arrogant, superior expression, "Why are you running away from an old friend like me? Feeling guilty?"

"Tanya Sinclair, don’t you have any shame? Since you’ve already divorced Vincent Hawthorne, stop flaunting yourself in front of him all the time!"

Tanya Sinclair had just finished with a blood draw and didn’t have the energy for nonsense.

"Get lost."

"Ha." Rhys Lucas sneered, his eyes full of disdain, "You initially wanted to use divorce to scare Vincent, but realizing it didn’t work, you regretted it and started acting weak, right? Do you know that you drove Cindy Lynn to slit her wrists and nearly lose her life? Now you’re chasing Vincent to act pitiful, aren’t you exhausted, Tanya Sinclair?"

"..."

Tanya had been so focused on saving someone earlier that she didn’t notice that this was a hospital owned by The Lucas Family.

Belinda returned with packed pig liver porridge and saw Tanya being harassed by a man. Just seeing the man’s back, she sensed he was up to no good. Tanya’s face was pale and weak, her brows furrowed, obviously annoyed.

Yet the man wouldn’t let her go; wherever Tanya moved, he followed.

Belinda’s anger flared up; in the hospital hall, full of people and surveillance, and there was such a shameless bastard daring to harass publicly!

"What are you doing?!" Belinda shouted as she rushed over, swinging her bag hard at Rhys Lucas’s head.

Her bag was filled with a power bank and a phone, heavy as a brick, and it hurt to be hit by it.

Rhys Lucas had been focused on Tanya Sinclair, not noticing the ’assailant’ approaching from behind, and was caught off guard, awkwardly shielding his head.

Belinda handed the hot porridge to Tanya and turned back to continue her assault.

"You shameless scum! This is a hospital, and you’re daring to harass a woman in public! Didn’t your mother teach you to respect women? Security, security!"

"Enough!" Rhys Lucas was genuinely hurt, grabbing Belinda’s wrist, his expression a bit fierce, "Madwoman! No wonder you can hang out with a woman like Tanya Sinclair..."

Tanya, fearing he might really hurt Belinda, couldn’t stand by anymore, and as she was about to throw the hot porridge at him, Cody Crawford appeared, separating them.

"Brother Lucas! What are you doing? So many people are watching, do you want to be on the news again?" Cody Crawford dragged Rhys Lucas away while continuously apologizing to Belinda, "Sorry! He’s not usually like this!"

Indeed, there were people filming, and the security arrived, but knowing that Rhys Lucas was a major shareholder of the hospital, they hesitated for the sake of their jobs and didn’t dare to step in immediately.

Cody Crawford naturally noticed Tanya Sinclair on the side, seeing her pale and looking very weak. This was a hospital, after all.

"Ms. Sinclair, are you feeling unwell?" Cody Crawford asked out of concern since he had known Tanya for so many years.

In Tanya Sinclair’s eyes, both Cody Crawford and Rhys Lucas were just the same.

She didn’t bother responding, instead checked Belinda’s wrist which was red from being grabbed, to see if it was dislocated. Even though Rhys Lucas wasn’t as skillful as Vincent Hawthorne, he was still somewhat trained and had a strong grip.

"Ms. Belinda, does it hurt when you move your wrist like this?"

Seeing Belinda shake her head, Tanya finally let go of her worries.

Rhys Lucas shrugged off Cody Crawford’s restraint and straightened his clothes.

He breathed heavily through his nose, staring coldly at Tanya Sinclair, sarcastically sneering, "Tanya Sinclair, today’s trip is in vain. As long as I’m here, I absolutely won’t let you disturb Vincent and Cindy!"

Cody Crawford couldn’t help but tug on Rhys Lucas, "Brother Lucas, calm down. Maybe she’s not here because of you."

After all, the hospital is so big, maybe she’s really here for medical reasons?

"Only you would believe her!" Rhys Lucas thought of Cindy Lynn still in the hospital room and became even more furious, blaming Tanya Sinclair for it all, "If you weren’t haunting Vincent like a ghost, why would Cindy slit her wrists? If you weren’t chasing Vincent here, why would you be at my family’s hospital?"

Tanya Sinclair squinted at Rhys Lucas and suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Rhys Lucas frowned.

Tanya Sinclair: "For being such a devoted follower at this level, it’s a spectacle. Have you considered donating your body to science after you die? Let the doctors dissect your brain, maybe it’ll make an outstanding contribution to medical advancement."

Rhys Lucas was so enraged his eyes bulged, "You!"

Belinda didn’t have much impression of Rhys Lucas, but she recognized Vincent Hawthorne as Tanya Sinclair’s scumbag ex-husband!

After listening to the conversation between Rhys Lucas and Tanya Sinclair, she understood.

"Mr. Lucas, right? Do you have a problem with your brain or your eyes?" Belinda rudely pointed at Rhys Lucas and started cursing, "Tanya Sinclair is my friend, and I invited her to the hospital to donate blood for my sister-in-law! What does this have to do with Vincent Hawthorne?"

"My sister-in-law had all her check-ups and gave birth in your hospital! She was pushed into the operating room this morning, ended up with a difficult delivery and massive bleeding, and needs a blood transfusion! But my sister-in-law has a rare blood type, RH-negative! Tanya Sinclair is the only one around me who matches! So I begged her to help!"

Cody Crawford’s face changed drastically when he heard the latter part, he looked at Tanya Sinclair in disbelief.

"Are you... RH-negative? No, that’s impossible!" Cody Crawford looked at Rhys Lucas, who was equally shocked and refused to believe it.

When they were in college, they accidentally saw Tanya Sinclair’s medical report at Vincent Hawthorne’s place, which clearly stated that she had a regular O blood type, how could she be a rare blood type?

Tanya Sinclair looked at their shocked and bewildered expressions, feeling inexplicably confused.

Others might not know, but as Vincent Hawthorne’s brothers since childhood, they must know Vincent is indeed rare RH-negative.

If she wasn’t RH-negative, how could she have given him so much blood during his car accident in college! At that time, she almost lost half her life!

Why are these two still pretending to be shocked now?

"Let’s go, Ms. Belinda, there’s nothing to talk about with mad dogs who don’t understand human language." Tanya Sinclair left with Belinda.

Rhys Lucas and Cody Crawford were still stunned in place.

"Brother Lucas, if Tanya Sinclair really is RH-negative, then..." Cody Crawford swallowed his saliva and finally hesitated to ask, "Then who saved Vincent back then, was it Cindy Lynn, or Tanya Sinclair?"

"It couldn’t have been Tanya Sinclair! That woman is definitely lying! She always lies to seduce Vincent Hawthorne by any means possible!" Rhys Lucas grabbed a passing nurse, "What blood type is the woman who had a difficult delivery and massive bleeding today?!"

The whole hospital knew about it because the blood bank was searched thoroughly.

The nurse also knew about Rhys Lucas’s status. Although she was a bit hurt by his grip, she forcibly resisted the urge to roll her eyes and squeezed out a pained worker’s smile: "Boss Lucas, the woman is RH-negative. Our blood bank is in critical condition, and even after borrowing blood from other hospitals, it was not enough. Thankfully, Ms. Sinclair just arrived in time and donated blood for her. They should be safe now, mother and child."

"..." Rhys Lucas let go of his hand despairingly, feeling as if countless ants were crawling in his blood vessels, making his nerves tremble.

Cody Crawford finally saw clearly.

"Cindy Lynn impersonated Tanya Sinclair back then, replacing her rightful credit for saving Vincent!"

Cody Crawford felt a chill run up his tailbone when he said that.

Even though he had noticed a change in Cindy recently, he had always thought of her as the simplest and kindest little sister in college, like a little sun.

How could this be...

"No! Cindy couldn’t have lied!" Rhys Lucas strongly denied, "Even if Tanya Sinclair is RH-negative, Cindy might be too!"

Cody Crawford looked at Rhys Lucas’s somewhat deranged face and sighed, "Actually, it’s easy to find out the truth. Cindy committed suicide by cutting her wrist. During the treatment, her venous blood sample must have been collected. Her attending doctor surely knows her blood type."

Rhys Lucas stormed into the attending doctor’s office, grabbed him by the collar, scaring him senseless.

"Mr... Mr. Lucas."

Rhys Lucas: "Cindy Lynn, what’s her blood type? I need to know now."

Although the attending doctor didn’t understand the situation, he still took out Cindy Lynn’s blood test report from the drawer, which clearly stated her blood type.

Attending Doctor: "Mr. Lucas, Ms. Cindy Lynn has AB blood type."

"No, no, that’s impossible, you must have made a mistake!" Rhys Lucas refused to believe it.

The attending doctor was a bit speechless, "Mr. Lucas, such a low-level mistake is impossible at our hospital! Ms. Cindy Lynn is AB blood type, if you don’t believe it, we can take blood again and I’ll test it once more!"

Rhys Lucas held the report, turned around, and was stunned to see Vincent Hawthorne’s figure standing at the door, his handsome face weary and somber, with a chilling cold look in his eyes.

"V... Vincent."

Vincent Hawthorne walked towards him step by step.

"Cindy Lynn is AB blood type?"