Chapter 3

A sparkle lit up in Isaac’s eyes.

He had been searching for the woman for six years ago.

Back then, he was in a rush to the hospital and didn’t wake her up from her sleep, but she was already gone when he sent someone to look for her at the hotel afterward.

For the past six years, he had been so obsessed with that woman that he had no interest in any other women, and it had become a hidden disorder of his.

It looks like Grandpa really sent that woman.

Beep, beep, beep— Right after the words left Phillip’s lips, the warning alarm from the equipment next to him started to beep in an ear-piercing manner.

Hurriedly, Isaac answered him.

"Grandpa, I heard you.I’ll marry the Young Lady of the Aniston Family," he assured him so that he wouldn’t be worried.

When the hospital staff heard the emergency beeping, Nikola and the others rushed in and started to resuscitate Phillip before finally sending him to the ICU.

At the same time, the ICU entrance.

"Doctor, when will my daughter be out? May I go in to stay by her side?"

Patricia implored the doctor, and her eyes reddened as though she would start crying any second.

From the moment Sylvie was born until now, she had never left Patricia’s side for so long.It was all her fault for not taking good care of Sylvie, and she felt that she wasn’t a good mother.

"We need to keep her under observation for twenty-four hours.So, go home for now and come back again in twenty-four hours.We’ll take good care of her," the nurse said and turned to leave.

"Thank you!"

But how could Patricia leave? Hence, she merely nodded and waited at the entrance.

Half an hour later, Isaac arrived at the ICU entrance, where a nurse was waiting for him.

"How’s my grandfather’s condition?"

Old. Mr.Arnold is still in a critical stage, and we must keep him under observation for twenty-four hours.The hospital director had prepared

knew Isaac because he

filial chap

her a

balled up in the corner of the

her

toes were curled up, and

he actually acted out of character by taking off his black-colored coat and placing it over

he strode toward the

shoulders, she raised her head and

How should I return your coat to you?"

can keep it.But, no matter who is ill, you

like this to a woman he didn’t know, and even himself

door closed, a self-deprecating smirk appeared on his face, and he

warmth from that man’s body, and she felt a shard of

faint scent drifted up her nose.It was refreshing and

she could ponder over it, a silvery voice jolted her back

"Mommy!"

doors slid open again, and three figures—one adult and

little boy walking in the front was wearing a black coat and holding a white knee-length down jacket in his arms, while the one behind

and it

brother, Scott, walked steadily and stopped next to Patricia with

on

was a men’s coat on Patricia, and he reckoned that a kind-hearted person must have given it to her.A trace of reproach crawled over her second

Scott and me along? We can share the burden with

pulled Patricia’s cold feet into his arms, then when they were warmed up, he

a gray coat, Zachary Selwyn, poured out the hot water from the

didn’t you tell me that Sylvie is sick? I

warmth finally returned to

you’ve saved our lives before.I can’t repay you for that, so I

his eyes

years ago, Patricia didn’t go

human traffickers, but she escaped halfway and was involved

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