My Sweetheart

An hour later, at the hospital, Billy stood outside the emergency room, his fingers clutching a cigarette and his gaze full of good humor. Jennifer came over not too much later, but was flustered compared to his calm. “How could she get in an accident,” she murmured to herself, her gaze finally falling on Billy.

His expression revealed his helplessness. “Mom, don’t look at me like that, if it were really me, do you think I could still stand here?” he asked.

But she didn’t believe him. Standing before him, with eyes full of disappointment, she said, “If I find out this has something to do with you, Billy, don’t blame me when I get harsh.”

He smiled coldly. “You’ve always been harsh. So you admit you think it’s my fault Kathy got in the car accident, is that it?” With that, he tossed away the cigarette.

In that cold, empty hallway, Jennifer kept her back straight, her gaze never leaving the blinking red light. The next morning, when Kathy was finally wheeled out of the emergency room, she rushed to the doctor to ask, “How… How is my daughter?”

“The patient suffered a traumatic head injury, we just performed surgery, but she’s not out of danger yet,” the doctor replied gravely. Kathy’s situation was not optimistic. Hearing this, Jennifer could barely stand. Tears slipped down her face.

At that moment, at Joseph Bay, the guard had already been there quite a while. When Joseph exited, he hurried over. “Sir, Miss Kathy was in a car accident.”

Hearing this, Joseph’s face froze. Grabbing the guard by the shirt, he demanded, “How could that possibly happen!”

“I… the culprit’s already been apprehended, it was an accident.”

Joseph smiled coldly, obviously unbelieving. The guard didn’t dare speak—Joseph’s expression was frightening.

Thirty minutes later, Joseph personally drove himself to the hospital. Kathy was in the critical care unit, her mother standing over her. Seeing Joseph, Jennifer sniffed hard, unable to keep from crying.

over,” said Joseph, his

at him, before saying finally, “She’s my

no need.

“Don’t forget, you’re

said, he turned to look at Kathy’s chart, then at her pale face. By that point, she should have woken—and she was meant for a checkup.

came over, and Jennifer followed anxiously as they wheeled Kathy to an examination room. Joseph donned his white

linger for three hours. When she went to inquire after Kathy’s status, she discovered she had already

in a section newly constructed via investment by the Joseph Group. It was extremely private, and the staff was the best in the country. She had no strength whatsoever, and her head ached terribly. It

accident? She’d just gotten into a taxi, and when making a turn, a crazy driver had rammed them from behind. After that, she recalled nothing. So this was a hospital? But it was so

Joseph, bending at the waist, his gaze full of concern. Very

asked, “Have you been with me the whole time?” How long

a day and a night,” he told

want to see my chart.” He handed it to her. All the tests he’d run himself. She would always have him by her

being taken to the hospital they performed surgery. You’re still recovering, dizziness and nausea are normal,” he

something important. “I haven’t asked for time off!” If she was in

knew what she wanted to ask. “I’ve already spoken with Benedict.

“That’s good then.”

remember any details

and relayed the details, emphasizing at the end, “Leaving the hospital, Billy wanted