Divorce Anxiety

Chapter 441

Chapter 441 Unsuccessful Surgery

Receiving no news from Kathleen the whole day, Samuel couldn’t help but feel resigned.

He put down the phone and removed his jacket before moving to his work desk.

After quite some time, Tyson called and said, “Mr. Macari, that man said he wants to meet up with you, and he’ll only let Mr. Larson go once he sees you.”

“Got it.” Samuel sounded rather nonchalant. “Make the necessary arrangement. I’m going there now.”

“On it!” Tyson nodded.

As Samuel leaped up from his seat, his obsidian-like eyes darkened.

He’s finally showing up, huh? Let’s see who this mysterious fellow is.

Meanwhile, Richard came to the hospital and went straight to Miley’s ward.

Prior to that, he was resting at home.

He hadn’t been having any good night’s sleep for a few days in a row, so he thought of catching up on some sleep.

Unexpectedly, Miley rang him up.

Of course, he bolted to the hospital right after getting summoned.

“What’s wrong?” Richard’s brows knitted to a knot of worry as he gazed at Miley, who was recuperating in bed.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Tears welled up in the latter’s eyes. “Someone came here to threaten me just now, Richard. He warned me to watch my back, or he’ll claim my life with his own hands.”

“Who was that?”

“I-I don’t know… He said he’s sent by one of Gemma’s close friends. I-I don’t even know him…” were Miley’s words. There was a tinge of grievance in her voice.

Gemma’s close friend? Could it be Kathleen? Nah… Not possible.

Still, Richard posed a query. “Do you mean Kathleen?” A frown formed across his forehead.

Miley sniffled while dropping a remark. “I know that woman loves you a lot, and you, too, are madly in love with her. Still, I really can’t bear to leave you. Even if she threatens me or even ends my life in the process, I’ll never part ways with you.”

Hearing her words, he approached her and sat by her side. “Gemma’s not a vicious woman. Neither is her friend, Kathleen. In fact, Kathleen just informed me today that she’ll treat your legs.”

“No, no, no!” Miley shook her head frantically at that. “I don’t want her help. She’s Gemma’s best friend, so she’s bound to harm me one way or another. I refuse!”

“Kathleen won’t do that to you,” refuted Richard with a complicated visage.

“How can you be so confident? Do you know her inside and out?” Miley felt all the more aggrieved. “What if she really finished me off?”

A look of helplessness appeared on the man’s face.

He knew Kathleen would never do something like that, yet there was nothing else he could do to hinder Miley from thinking that way.

“I don’t care! I don’t want her to treat me!” As Miley continued to yell, she suddenly began to sob pitifully. “You must be thinking I’m such a burden…”

Left with no choice, Richard ultimately relented. “Fine, fine. I won’t let her treat you. Please stop crying.”

“Really?” She sniffled.

He inclined his head and acknowledged that. “Yes, for real.”

Only then did Miley break into a bright smile. “Great! I can stay alive, then.”

Richard’s eyes seemed to be holding a lot of emotions.

“Can you stay and accompany me here tonight, Richard? I don’t know why, but I’m feeling very uneasy these few days,” she pleaded in a casual manner.

“Mm.” Richard nodded in approval.

Seeing that, Miley grinned in satisfaction.

“I’ll be sleeping on the couch, I guess.” He rose to his feet and went to sit on the couch, then lay down on it.

She pursed her lips.

Whatever. It doesn’t matter as long as he stays.

In truth, Richard was genuinely beaten.

He fell into a deep slumber very quickly.

Miley’s eyes flickered at that.

Right then, Stanley walked in from outside.

Hearing his footsteps nearing, she turned to shoot him a meaningful stare, gesturing for him to quiet down for a bit.

Stanley then tiptoed toward Richard and sneakily took out the latter’s phone from the suit’s pocket. Following that, he turned off the phone before sliding it back into Richard’s suit.

Miley arched a brow at Stanley.

The latter took the hint and wheeled around to depart from the ward.

Miley’s smile reached her eyes as she watched Stanley leave.

Richard will be all mine after tonight. No one can take him away from me!

On the other side, Kathleen returned home and took a short break.

Thirty minutes later, her phone rang.

“Hello, may I speak to Kathleen Johnson?” A deep voice sounded over the phone. “We have a patient here called Gemma Young. Is she your friend?”

“Yes, she’s my friend.” Kathleen stood up and questioned, “What happened to her?”

“She got into a car accident. Please come to the hospital.” The tone of that person was as grim as ever. “She’s in a critical condition, so if you’re late—”

“I’m on my way!” Kathleen ended the call abruptly and grabbed her jacket before dashing out of the house.

Soon enough, she reached the hospital.

“Are you Kathleen?” queried a nurse there.

The hospital Gemma was in wasn’t the one that the others were at.

“Yes!” Kathleen didn’t even have time to catch her breath. “May I know what’s her condition now?”

“She has a brain hemorrhage and isn’t doing so well, but the doctors are trying their best.”

Without a second thought, Kathleen fished out her certification and requested, “This is my identity. I need to participate in the surgery!”

The nurse was startled. “Okay, hold on.”

As she said that, she went inside.

After a while, the nurse came out and ushered Kathleen into the operating room.

Wearing a stern countenance, Kathleen hurried inside.

I must save Gemma at all cost!

Four hours later, Kathleen exited the operating room, utterly exhausted.

No one was waiting outside the operating room.

She slumped into a seat, her hands trembling endlessly.

How could the surgery have failed?

Alas, Gemma was gone with the wind.

“Dr. Johnson!” Rory sprinted over. “I had to ask around everywhere for your whereabouts.”

Kathleen’s eyes were all reddened. “What’s the matter?”

“I heard something happened to Gemma…” Rory pressed her lips together.

Kathleen nodded in a daze. “Mm.”

Noticing something was off with Kathleen’s expression, Rory probed, “Is she…”

“The surgery failed.” Tears came trickling down Kathleen’s cheeks. “She’s already gone.”

“What?” Rory was astounded by that revelation.

“I asked the nurse to get Richard. Why is he not here yet?” Kathleen took a deep breath.

“I… I’m not sure…” Rory pursed her lips.

Kathleen could tell that Rory was hesitating to speak. “You seem to be in a hurry to see me. What is it that you’re keeping from me?” Her voice was croaky.

“An hour ago, I got wind that something had gone wrong when Mr. Macari went to Nicholas’ rescue. His location can’t be tracked right now. So…”

What?

Stunned, Kathleen got to her feet. “Is your source reliable?”

“Yes, Tyson’s the one who called me personally.” Rory’s voice was as deep as a bottomless pit.

“Book me a flight. I’m going to find Samuel myself.” Kathleen’s brows were bunched up together. “Let’s head to the airport right away!”

“All right!” Rory nodded.

Kathleen understood better than anyone that now wasn’t the time for her to dwell in her grief.

I’ve got to pull myself together and rescue Samuel! I can’t afford to lose him too!

She wasted no time rushing to the airport and boarded the plane to Smealand.

Throughout the journey, she kept a sullen and frosty countenance.

After the plane touched down at the airport in Smealand, she hurriedly got off the plane and met up with Tyson.

“Any news yet?” came Kathleen’s question. She looked rather composed, though.

“No.” Tyson shook his head.

Immediately, a frown marred Kathleen’s face. “Where on Earth did Samuel go missing? Bring me there now.”

“But it’s too dangerous, Mrs. Macari.” Her request caused Tyson to worry.

She shot him a chilling leer and hollered, “I’ve braved even graver situations before, so you’d better cut the crap and lead the way!”

“Noted.” Hanging his head low, Tyson had no choice but to do her bidding.

They hopped into an off-road vehicle and made a beeline for the location where Samuel was last seen.

In a flash, they arrived at the said place, only to be greeted by the utter, chaotic mess at the scene.

There were broken parts of vehicles scattered all over the ground, coupled with bloodstains here and there.

Upon closer inspections, several bullet holes could be spotted on the surface of the car.

Evidently, an intense battle had occurred in this place earlier.

I hope Samuel’s still alive…