Chapter 1288 The doc looked dead serious, saying, "You gotta go back and tell him to chill out and take care of himself. He shouldn't be moving around much and needs to hit up the hospital for treatment. His blood oxygen levels are in the danger zone." "Why's this happening?" Quinn asked, confused.
"Has he been to high-altitude places? Or maybe carbon monoxide poisoning?" the doc threw out there.
Quinn was kinda out of it; seemed like both those things had happened to him.
The doc kept flipping through the report, explaining, "He's got sgnarly internal and external injuries. And since they weren't treated in time, they're super serious now, a real threat to his life." "Check this out," the doc said, pointing to a page. "These two ribs have been busted twice. This time, the broken bone's real close to the lungs. One wrong move and it could puncture them." Quinn just stared at him, feeling like she was in a bad dream. Looking at Alexander, you'd never guess anything was wrong.
He was always goofing around, acting like everything was cool. Even when he mentioned pain, it was like a joke, so Quinn thought he was just messing around.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe remembered what he said that day.
"If I go through all the suffering you've endured, will it open your heart?" So, he had already done it before asking her that.
That's why he was so weak when she barely pushed him.
But he never told Quinn. Why? Was he scared she'd be pissed? Quinn couldn't figure out when he planned to spill the beans. When he was on his deathbed? Since she had died once, he had to die too? But that night, he said nothing.
He just vanished without a word.
Quinn couldn't wrap her head around how he managed to escape with her in his condition.
She zoned out, not hearing the doc's next words or knowing how she walked out.
All she could think about was everything they'd been through. He had really ditched all his pride and dignity, clinging to her like a lost puppy. He was trying so hard to make things right.
He said if he couldn't find the right answer, he'd try every way he could think of.
Maybe it was Quinn's cold shoulder that made him feel like nothing was enough, pushing him to this desperate move of feeling all her pain. Abigail saw Quinn walk out, looking totally out of it.
Quinn didn't even notice her and just kept walking.
Abigail grabbed her arm, frowning. "Quinn, you okay?" Quinn stopped, like she just snapped back to reality, and looked at Abigail blankly. "I'm fine." Abigail gave her a skeptical look; she didn't look fine at all.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut Abigail had a hunch it was about Alexander.
"Alright, let's head back," Abigail said, pulling her out of the hospital. Quinn followed her like a zombie.
The car was tiny, so they had to cram in. Casey sat up front, while Abigail and Maria squeezed in the back with Quinn. Maria's passport couldn't be sent over quickly, so Oliver was taking them to the embassy to sort out a flight back.
Orion had gotten the news earlier and was waiting there. When he saw Quinn and Abigail return safely, he' ran over alPexcited. "Quinn, Abigail, I'm so glad you're okay!" he said, moving in for a hug. But Abigail shoved him away. "Back off." Orion stumbled back a bit. "Why'd you push me?"
He looked up and saw Quinn's exhausted and worn-out face. Hen swallowed his words and asked worriedly, "Quinn, what's wrong?"