Chapter 133
As soon as the voice died away, two nurses pushed Victoria out of the room.
Christianâs gaze was fixed on her and he subconsciously followed suit.
âIâm warning you, Thatcher. Donât follow her!â Vincent grumbled as he came to a stop in front of him
before clutching Christianâs collar with both hands.
After he finished speaking, Vincent trotted to catch up with Victoria.
âChristian, I donât care if you have any issues with Victoria. Sheâs not in the place to be triggered right
now, so Iâm pleading with you as her mother. Please just avoid showing up before her during this time,â
Evelyn said as she approached him.
Christian stood there staring at Evelyn, fists slightly clenched without any words.
âChristianââ She summoned him once more, this time with pleading eyes.
He tightened his fist, then relaxed it and responded calmly, âOkay.â
Evelyn breathed a sigh of relief when she heard his compromise. As such, she worriedly trailed after
Victoria with Gabrielle, Teresa, and the servants following behind her.
Only Christian, Charlotte, and Dr. Hill, who remained on the ground, were left in the previously crowded
corridor.
After glancing at the âemergency roomâ sign, Christian pursed his lips and walked toward the elevator.
The tall manâs silhouette could not help but appear lonely and pathetic.
Charlotte paused for a half-minute, repeatedly thanked the doctor, then followed Christian into the
elevator.
There were only the two of them in the elevator and she leaned against it while smirking at him. âYou
claimed to have no feelings for Victoria, Mr. Thatcher. Duplicity is pointless now that youâre twenty-four
years old.â
This time, Christian did not deny it but changed the subject instead. âPlease find out everything about
the rooftop incident and let me know.â
Ding!
The elevator had finally reached the first floor.
He emerged from the elevator wearing half-wet pajamas and slippers before driving away, leaving a
bunch of onlookers surprised and curious.
At this point, the rain had stopped and the sky was clear with fresh air.
Charlotte inhaled deeply, gazed up at the sky, and stretched her waist; her brows and eyes were filled
with laziness and interest.
Christianâs character dictated that he should have invited her to the car in a gentlemanly manner, but
this time, he said nothing and drove away⦠Tsk, someoneâs heart is broken.
In the general ward, Victoria lay on the hospital bed with a countenance as pale as paper. The hospital
bed and gown appeared oversized when they were donned with her extremely thin figure.
Instead of asking what was wrong, Vincent stared at her with scarlet eyes, silently crying. His
expression, combined with his unremarkable outfit, was very amusing, but no one had the mood to
laugh at this point.
âVince, Iâve just been resurrected. Shouldnât you be a little happy?â Victoriaâs lips twitched, but her eyes
were filled with unmistakable sadness.
She thought that she would be dead for sure this time, but God forbid if she dared land a foot across
hellâs gate⦠She would most likely resume her boring and undignified life once she was released from
the hospital. God sure has nothing good in store for me.
âWhy are you crying when Victoriaâs operationâs successful?â Teresa frowned as she handed Vincent a
tissue. âIf you cry again, Iâm kicking you outta the room.â
Yet, her tissue was refused by Vincent. He simply wiped his nose with his sleeve and asked Victoria,
âWhen you begged to die, didnât Teresa and I flash across your mind?â
After a brief pause, he raised his voice and asked, âWho do you think Iâm working so hard for now?â
He went to the company to learn business and was mocked by many people, but he never considered
quitting; he was yearning to be stronger so that he could force Christian, that jerk, to leave Victoria.
âVince, the doctor advised us not to fluctuate her emotional state. You can discuss that later.â Evelyn
gently drew him aside to persuade him.
Vincent, on the other hand, said nothing and just stared at his sister.
âWho said that I begged to die? I got caught in the rain while trapped on the rooftop. My pulmonary
edema and leg problem recurred, so I was sent here. I did not choose to die,â Victoria explained.
He remained unconvinced and exclaimed, âLiar! Gabrielle told me that she called an ambulance for
you, but you were pleading for death. All she could do was call the ambulance and tell them not to
come!â
Seated on the chair beside him, Evelyn found what she heard to be surprising as a glint flashed across
her eyes. Meanwhile, Gabrielle twisted her hands together while her face became gradually flushed.
She looked at the siblings, feeling dumbfounded and speechless.
âI wouldnât have been able to speak much at that point. Gabrielle may have misheard my
wordnovelxo.com fast updates due to the strong wind, rain, and thunder,â Victoria responded lightly
with no intention of blaming Gabrielle.
Still, her brother was suspicious despite his visage brightening up after hearing it.
âTori, no matter what happens, your brother and I will always be on your side. Donât be too harsh on
yourself,â Teresa said as she sat on the edge of the hospital bed, holding Victoriaâs hand.
âI know,â Victoria replied, smiling.
âYouâve done a lot for Tori this time and I have nothing to offer you. Please text me your bank account
number and Iâll reimburse you!â Vincent offered as he approached Gabrielle.
Blushing intensely, Gabrielle paused before declining, âNo, that wonât be necessary. We live together at
the dorm and I just so happened to help. Itâs no bigââ
âJust send your bank account info to my brother. Heâll be uncomfortable if he doesnât repay you,â
Victoria said with a smile.
Though she laughed a lot today, Teresa felt that Victoria was not truly happy. Sheâs only putting up a
front for me and Vince to save us the worry.
âThank you, Mr. Coleman,â Gabrielle thanked cautiously with a little joy after looking at Victoria and
Vincent.
In actuality, he was unconcerned about this trivial matter. Instead, he was focused on the ultimate
mystery. âYou said that someone locked Tori on the rooftop, right?â He clenched his fists and looked
downcast.
âDaisy should be the one who locked her up there, but Iâm not a hundred percent sure,â Gabrielle said
after gulping her saliva.
âGet some rest and donât think about anything else,â Vincent hummed to Victoria before turning and
walking out.
âWhere are you going, Vince?â Teresa stood up and stopped him, fearing that he would cause more
trouble after leaving the room.
However, his footsteps continued as a stern voice echoed from the door, âWhoever dares to kill Tori, I
will f*cking end her!â
âIâm going to deal with your brother, Tori. Iâll see you later!â Teresa was worried about both Vincentâs
rash actions and Victoriaâs condition.
âTeresa, itâs alright. I wonât die this easily.â Victoria chuckled before adding, âAlso, tell my brother that
sometimes itâs easier to be dead than to stay alive. Thereâs no need to end the person who locked me
up there.â
Nobody knew it better than Victoria that living was far worse than dying.
At this point, Gabrielle could feel both strangeness and familiarity radiating from Victoria. This was
precisely how she treated Gabrielle during those incidents⦠Itâs scary