CHAPTER 464 THE DAY BEFORE DEPARTURE

Time had gone by so quickly...

Yvonne's eyes dimmed as she looked at Henry's face, and her heart was full of dismay.

Outside the door, Marc noticed that she didn’t respond and he thought she didn't hear him, so he reminded her again. "Miss, we have to go soon. The doctor and nurse will come to check the ward soon. If they see you, they’ll definitely tell Mr. Lancaster that you were here."

Yvonne closed her eyes when she heard that and removed her hand from Henry's face.

"I know. Just give me one minute. One more minute!" she replied to Marc.

Marc agreed.

Yvonne turned her gaze to Henry again and tears came out. "Goodbye Henry. Wait for my return. You must wait for me!"

After she said that, she pressed the button on the armrest of the wheelchair with her trembling hand.

She turned her wheelchair around immediately and moved towards the door.

When the door opened, Marc saw her coming out. He took the initiative to walk behind her and helped her push the wheelchair. "Miss, it’s time to go."

Yvonne didn't answer, but turned her head and looked at the door behind her with red eyes.

After staring at the door for a while, she bit her lip and looked away as she turned her head back. "Let's go..."

Marc knew that she was very reluctant to leave, so he comforted her and said, "Don't worry, miss. You can come back and see Mr. Lancaster when your injury is healed."

"I know, but it’ll take a long time. Thanks anyway." Yvonne forced a smile.

Marc gave her a pure smile and said nothing as he pushed her towards the elevator.

After walking for some distance, Yvonne suddenly heard footsteps. The source of the footsteps happened to be near the elevator.

Soon, as the sound of the footsteps got closer and closer, a tall and slender figure came out from the corner while carrying a thermos and it immediately caught Yvonne's eyes.

After realizing who the person was, Yvonne instantly tensed up and patted the armrest anxiously. "Marc, don't let her see me."

"Hmm?" Marc was shocked and he seemed to be in a daze.

Yvonne became even more anxious when Marc did not move. "She’s Jacqueline!"

When Marc heard her name, he finally snapped out of his daze and pushed Yvonne into a random ward.

The people in the ward looked at them curiously." Who are you?"

Yvonne lowered her head and didn't reply. Her body was still shaking slightly.

Marc had to smile and reply, "We're here to see a friend, but we seem to have entered the wrong ward. Sorry, we'll leave now."

When he heard the footsteps outside fade, he opened the door and pushed Yvonne out of the ward.

After that, Marc looked back and saw that figure had pushed open the door to Henry's ward and walked in. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Miss, she’s gone."

"Gone?" Yvonne was also in a daze and it took her a while to finally focus again.

Marc nodded. "Yes, she's gone."

"Where did she go?" Yvonne looked back, but she did not see Jacqueline's figure. She vaguely knew the answer in her heart.

Marc did not answer.

Yvonne grasped the armrest of the wheelchair and asked louder, "Is she in Henry’s ward? Did she go to his ward?"

Marc's expression seemed like he was struggling to

speak. "Yes..."

Yvonne's heart sank in an instant. "Why? Why did she come here to visit Henry's ward?"

"This..." Marc touched his nose and didn't know what t o say.

Yvonne noticed that something was wrong with him and she bit her lip as she asked, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"Miss, the less you know, the better."

"No, I need to know!" Yvonne became emotional. "I just want to know why Jacqueline came here to see Henry."

"I don't know what to say about this. Miss, let's go back first and I'll let Mr. Smith tell you everything. He

knows more than I do." Marc left it for Sam to handle.

Yvonne heard what he said and she took a long deep breath to suppress the excitement in her heart. "Okay."

"Let’s go then." Marc breathed a sigh of relief and continued to push her to the elevator.

Yvonne lowered her head and her mood seemed gloomy. No one really knew what she was thinking about.

Ding!

The elevator had arrived.

Yvonne finally reacted and said, "Don't leave yet. Let’s go to the ICU."

"Why do you want to go there?" Marc was puzzled.

A hint of guilt appeared in Yvonne's eyes. "I want to see someone."

There were three people that she felt most indebted to in her life. One was her child that she lost, and the other was Sam.

The last one was Elliot, who was still in the ICU.

She couldn't do anything for the child, but as for Sam, she repaid him by living as somebody else for the rest of her life. However, there was no way to pay Elliot back for what he had done for her.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Two weeks had passed, and she had not heard any news about Elliot waking up. In other words, Elliot could never wake up, and he would be in a vegetative state. The person who was responsible for this was Yvonne.

He became like this because he tried to save her, and she felt remorseful!

They were lucky because when they arrived at the ICU, no one was there.

Yvonne asked Marc to help her up, and she tried to stand on her own by supporting herself on the glass window of the ICU as she looked at the patient inside.

The patient inside had already got his ventilator removed, but he still had several drip bottles injected.

She realized that he had also lost a lot of weight, to the point that his cheekbones were protruding.

Elliot looked haggard, and there was no sign of his spirited, charming look that he used to have in the past.

"Miss, are you okay?" Marc handed Yvonne a tissue and asked with concern when he saw Yvonne crying and blaming herself.

Marc had heard about Mr. Taylor who was lying inside, and he knew why Mr. Taylor would end up like this, so it was no surprise when he saw Yvonne crying like that.

Yvonne took the tissue and said, "I’m okay. Let's go."

"Don't you want to stay a little longer?" Marc was surprised.

It was the ICU and not the inpatient department, so they didn’t have to worry about anyone coming.

"No need." Yvonne wiped her tears and said in a low voice, "TH find a way to repay him for what he’s done. Let's go now. Shane comes here often because he is Elliot's attending physician. If he happens to see us, we’re done for."

"I see. Let's go then." Marc helped Yvonne back onto the wheelchair and pushed her away.

When they returned to the hospital where Yvonne was staying, Sam was already waiting for them in the ward.

When Sam saw them, he took the initiative to take over Marc's job and carried Yvonne from the wheelchair to her hospital bed.

"How was it? You didn't get exposed, right?" Sam asked Yvonne as he tucked her in.

Yvonne shook her head and didn’t speak. She looked like she was in a bad mood.

Sam noticed that something was wrong with her so he looked at Marc and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Marc scratched his head and told Sam everything that happened in the hospital.

After telling Sam, he even broke it down and explained, "Miss is either reluctant to leave Mr. Lancaster-she was bothered by Jacqueline's presence at the hospital. Anyway, apart from those reasons, I don't think there could be anything else."

"Is that right, Shan?" Sam turned his gaze back to Yvonne.

Yvonne nodded.

Sam comforted her softly, "Don’t worry, we'll come back in the future. Even when we're abroad, I'll always update you about Mr. Lancaster. As for Jacqueline, you don’t need to care about her. When you come back, you can take revenge on her by then."

"I understand." Yvonne bit her lip. "But I want to know this right now-why would Jacqueline go to the hospital?"