Chapter: 399
“Indeed. However, its efficacy has dwindled due to overuse.”
“Why not employ more staff to control her?”
“She’s already injured two doctors.”
Tyrone was left without words
After a brief pause, Tyrone ended the call and shifted his gaze to
Sabrina.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSabrina, sitting upright with her hands supporting her back, met his gaze unflinchingly.
She shrugged nonchalantly. “Are you going to the hospital?”
Tyrone inhaled sharply, as if steeling himself before revealing, “Galilea slit her wrist to
commit suicide…”
His voice trailed off. He knew words would do little at this point.
Nevertheless, he couldn’t dismiss the matter. When Galilea was unwell, she was
unpredictable.
“Alright, I understand.” Sabrina nodded. “You can go.”
Truth be told, she had surmised that Galilea might throw herself off a building. The reality
wasn’t far off.
“We should go together. Remember our agreement about me not visiting her alone.”
“I fear my presence might upset her.”
Tyrone glanced at her, not moving.
“Fine.” Sabrina sighed in resignation, slipped her shoes on, climbed out of bed and
straightened her clothing.
Together, they went to the hospital.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmResting against the backrest, Sabrina peered out at the streetscape, a common distraction
during her recent car rides with Tyrone.
The car was cloaked in silence.
Tyrone stole glances at her profile, holding her hand and caressing the back of it, as
though fearful of upsetting her. His emotions were tangled.
They reached the hospital and headed directly for Galilea’s room.
Julia was attempting to console Galilea. Two doctors stood idly by, unable to intervene.
Catching sight of Tyrone, Julia beamed, “Mr. Blakely, you’re finally…”
She halted mid-sentence, her smile vanishing as she noticed Sabrina following Tyrone.