Chapter 1705
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
âReason?â
The puzzlement in Madelineâs eyes intensified. âWhat reason?â
Jeremy seemed to hesitate for a few seconds, but he suddenly shook his head gently. âNothing. Maybe Iâm just overthinking. Linnie, letâs briefly discuss Lilyâs treatment.â
He changed the subject, but he was starting to find Fabianâs change suspicious.
Since Madeline was now more concerned about Lillianâs disease, she did not question.
In the following days, Madeline and Jeremy had rushed between a few hospitals, and eventually found a place for Lillian in the hospital that was well-known and most authoritative in treating leukemia.
Madeline could not stand seeing such a young child going through so much pain. She had initially expected the child to swiftly recover and be able to speak, but they were merely jumping out of the frying pan and into the fire.
Moreover, Eloiseâs mind had yet to recover even now, so Madeline truly felt mentally exhausted.
The night came as usual.
Madeline was at the side of Lillianâs bed. After Lilian had fallen asleep, she tip-toed out of the room and into the corridor for some fresh air.
Presently, Jeremy was on his way home to get some daily necessities, so he would only be back a while longer. Now, there was only Madeline.
Madeline was about to sit down for a short rest when a nurse walked over and asked, âExcuse me, are you Lillian Whitmanâs mother?â
âI am.â
âThis is about Lilianâs information. Iâd need you to verify them.â
Madeline glanced at the room. Even though the child was sleeping soundly, she was still quite worried.
The nurse, noticing Madelineâs worries, said, âIâll ask my colleague to watch over the child. Donât worry.â
âThanks,â said Madeline as she followed the nurse to the nursing station.
However, the moment Madeline left, a figure swiftly walked over from the end of the corridor and sneaked into Lillianâs room.
The tall and upright figure went straight toward Lillianâs bed. Seeing the peaceful face still soundly asleep, the man reached out and caressed her cheeks. He then placed a bundle of powder blue babyâs breaths on the cabinet by the bed.
Click.
The door to the room opened suddenly. A nurse walked in and eyed the man, who stood next to the bed, with suspicion.
âWho are you?â
He briefly froze when he heard the words, then retracted his hand.
He immediately turned to leave without a word.
âHey, who are you?â Confused, the nurse quickly and vigilantly chased after him.
The man, however, was quick on his feet, so she was unable to catch up.
Worried that something could happen to the unguarded Lillian, the nurse dared not continue her pursuit. She turned back and returned to the room, helping Madeline to watch over Lillian.
Barely a moment had passed, Madeline returned, and the nurse explained to her what had just happened.
Upon hearing the nurseâs description of the man, Madeline could roughly guess who it was.
She requested the nurse to continue watching over Lillian, then turned and headed toward the end of the corridor.
The hospital was very quiet at night. Madeline reached the door to the emergency staircase and saw that there was light coming from the staircase. This meant that the sound-activated light was turned on, clearly indicating that someone was there.
Without hesitation, Madeline pushed the door open and went in.
A faint smell of tobacco drifted over, and Madeline saw Fabian standing by the staircase, a cold look on his face as he smoked.
Fabian was slightly shocked to see Madeline, but he still managed to look very calm.
âYouâre still as smart as ever, figuring out that Iâm here, my lady,â Fabian said in a mocking tone all the while addressing Madeline as âmy ladyâ like how he used to.