After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 894

Chapter 894

Upon hearing that Giancarlo had woken up, Jasmine hurriedly carried breakfast into the room. "Giancarlo, are you hungry? I bought some pan-fried buns and porridge with side dishes that you like."

Giancarlo shook his head at her and coughed twice. "I'll freshen up first."

It was basic courtesy and respect to wash up before speaking to someone else, especially a younger person like Clare.

As soon as he got out of bed and put on his slippers, Jasmine came over to help him into the bathroom.

Clare looked around the hospital room. It was an ordinary one without any luxurious options for high-end wards. They simply chose a quiet single room with all necessary furniture for daily needs.

Although Auntie and Uncle were born into their noble Hipps family background, they always maintained traditional values of frugality throughout their lives. This was something Clare admired most about them.

Thinking about Giancarlo's illness made him feel a little sad.

Sylvia told him everything when she called earlier. His chest felt tight with pain as he sat down on the nearby sofa in silence waiting for news.

Just then, his phone rang.

It was Queena calling,"Clare have you seen your auntie and uncle yet? How are they?"

Clare still felt emotional, "Mom, Uncle is very sick."

Queena's fingers trembled as she almost dropped her phone, "What did you say?"

At that moment, Giancarlo appeared looking alert after being helped by Jasmine.

Clare quickly said to Queena, "Mom, let's talk more tonight..."

He hung up the phone then looked at both elderly people respectfully before asking in a hoarse voice, "Auntie, why haven't you come home all this time?"

Jasmine glanced at him leisurely before answering after some time passed,"I'm ashamed to go back home because I've let down Hipps family. Clare, you've changed so much over these years. You're even more handsome now, and mature. I heard recently... Hipps family suffered from disaster..." She couldn't help but feel heartbroken when mentioning this incident.

If it weren't for not wanting to lose face in front of her nephew, she might have cried right there. But she held back.

She maintained her unique elegance and dignity, giving Clare a deep look, "You should go back. Your uncle will undergo surgery soon. Dr. Sylvia is leading surgeon, I believe she can succeed. Don't worry your parents or make them anxious. We're doing well."

"Is being chased and threatened by someone considered living well? Is it considered living well when thugs are constantly harassing you? Why not seek help from the Hipps family?"

Clare's handsome face was filled with excitement and complexity, his tone urgent as if he was choking. He took a deep breath before continuing, "Auntie, Uncle, we're family. What happened in the past wasn't your fault... Please don't do this to me."

He looked at Jasmine with hot eyes. "Besides, Auntie, I'm about to get engaged. Don't you want to see who I'm going to marry?"

As expected, Jasmine's expression changed drastically upon hearing his words. Her eyes widened in shock as she asked incredulously," Clare... You're getting married?"

She closed her eyes as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Madeleine and Clare were like her own children whom she loved dearly.

If it weren't for her taking Madeleine out that day for a walk, they wouldn't have lost their child.

"Auntie, I sincerely invite you and Uncle to attend my engagement ceremony," Clare nodded heavily while holding onto Jasmine's hand.

"Your uncle probably won't be able to make it since he just had surgery and needs time to recover," Jasmine felt the long-lost warmth of familial love towards Clare which made her nod finally. "I'll definitely go though so that I can meet your destined bride."

"Great! Great!"

Clare didn't leave the hospital but stayed overnight here instead so that Jasmine could rest properly at the hotel after such an exhausting day.

He could tell that she was already very tired.

Early in the morning Sylvia arrived at the hospital wearing a white coat with white sneakers on her feet which were probably more comfortable for standing during surgery preparations than other shoes would be.

"Today is surgery day; my colleagues and I will prepare everything beforehand. Mr. Morales doesn't need to worry too much; there will be anesthesia during operation so all he has to do is sleep through it then wake up okay."

Seeing Sylvia come in Clare quickly gave up his seat beside Giancarlo's bed.

"Miss Andrews is really going ahead with surgery today?"

Sylvia nodded slightly "Yes half an hour later we'll begin or else we'll have no choice but postpone until afternoon."

She reminded Giancarlo once again before leaving him alone. "I believe Miss Andrews' medical skills are top-notch."

Sylvia's delicate features exuded faint confidence. "I believe Mr. Morales will overcome this difficult time."

After finishing speaking, she walked out of the ward. Clare pursed his lips and followed her.

"Miss Andrews," he called out.

Sylvia stopped and turned around. "What's up?"

"Thank you for helping me find my aunt and uncle," Clare said. "I really appreciate it."

"I have a lot of respect for your two elderly gentlemen, and I also admire the spirit and backbone of the Hipps family all these years. So, no need to be polite," Sylvia replied with a pat on his shoulder before leaving.

There were still many things to prepare for the surgery.

Soon...

A nurse came over to push Giancarlo into the operating room.

With a bang, the shadowless lamp on the operating table was turned on.

Giancarlo lay quietly on the operating table with his eyes closed slightly.