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.
“Ma’am, let me take over,” said Joseph, his tone commanding.
She looked at him, before saying finally, “She’s my daughter, I’ll take care of her.”
“There’s no need. She’s with me.”
She glared. “Don’t forget, you’re already divorced!”
“So what?” he asked icily. That 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.
A nurse and doctor came over, and Jennifer followed anxiously as they wheeled Kathy to an
examination room. Joseph donned his white lab coat, and the nurse blocked Jennifer’s way. “I’m sorry,
family members must wait outside.”
So there Jennifer had to linger for three hours. When she went to inquire after Kathy’s status, she
discovered she had already been transferred to another hospital.
Just then, at City N Hospital, Kathy woke 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 hurt so bad. She was so dizzy. Opening her eyes, her vision
clearing, she found a man mere inches away.
How could he be here? Where… was she? Joseph, standing by her bedside, saw her wake, and
gripped her hand tightly—so tightly she gasped. “I…” She remembered then. She’d been in an
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 fancy… it seemed more
like a hotel.
“Does your head hurt badly?” asked Joseph, bending at the waist, his gaze full of concern. Very
carefully, he rubbed her temples. Gradually Kathy felt much better.
Looking at him she asked, “Have you been with me the whole time?” How long had she slept? Dawn
had already broken.
“Yes, you’ve been out of it for a day and a night,” he told her.
She stared. “I want to see my chart.” He handed it to her. All the tests he’d run himself. She would
always have him by her side.
“After being taken to the hospital they performed surgery. You’re still recovering, dizziness and nausea
are normal,” he informed her.
She thought of something important. “I haven’t asked for time off!” If she was in the hospital, Professor
Watson would have no students with him.
Joseph knew what she wanted to ask. “I’ve already spoken with Benedict. You can continue class after
you’re released from hospital.”
“That’s good then.”
He asked, “Do you remember any details about the accident?”
She furrowed her brow, and relayed the details, emphasizing at the end, “Leaving the hospital, Billy
wanted to come get me, but I refused.”
He replied, “The car that hit you wasn’t Billy’s, he took you to the hospital.”
Kathy was surprised. “It was him?”
“Yes.” Joseph’s expression was unreadable. “Rest for now, I’ll go handle some things, and return to
keep you company later.”
She said, “You don’t need to, I’m fine on my own.” She didn’t want to trouble him…
“Kathy, whether or not you agree, I’ll stay with you,” he said firmly.
After he left, she found her phone, which had long since died. She plugged it in, and immediately
received a call from Zofia. “Kathy, have you been kidnapped by aliens?” Last night Kathy had not
returned to the dorm, and she’d been worried sick. She’d enlisted Bertie’s help in searching, but they’d
found no trace of her. Now, speaking to Kathy, she was both excited and anxious.
Lowly Kathy said, “I… I got in a car accident. I might have to stay in the hospital a while.”
“What? How? How could you get in an accident…”
“It was probably unintentional. I’m okay now, I got surgery.”
“Surgery? That’s huge! Where are you, I’ll come at once.” Kathy furrowed her brow and looked around.
She had no idea what hospital this was. If not for the needle in her arm, she’d think it a resort. “Kathy?”
asked Zofia in the ensuing silence, beginning to worry again.
“Let me see.” She turned on her GPS, and sent the location to Zofia. “Zofia, I’m really fine, don’t come.”
But Zofia asked, “What hospital is this? I’ve never heard of it.” Kathy looked, and saw she’d never
heard of it either. “I’m coming now, wait for me.”
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