After Divorce She Becomes the Billionaire Heiress (Sylvia and Cyril) novel Chapter 5

Sylvia gritted her teeth in sheer frustration. Nothing she suggested was good enough apparently.

"Then what the hell do you want from me?" she bit out.

"You drive!" Cyril barked as he gently lifted Karina and made for the door at top speed.

Sylvia stood frozen for a moment before his mother shoved her from behind.

"What are you still standing around for? If anything happens, I'd like to see you explain yourself!" she hissed spitefully. "It's just awful luck whenever you're involved."

Studying her sour expression, Sylvia deduced his dear mother didn't actually care much for Karina at all to be cursing her misfortune right now. Why else make such tactless remarks when the woman was injured?

Morbidly curious to see how this drama would unfold, Sylvia snatched up the car keys and slid into the driver's seat.

En route to the hospital, Cyril was on the phone arranging for the best doctors to prioritize Karina's care.

Sylvia had to bite back an incredulous laugh. Such VIP treatment for that tiny wound? If they had arrived any later, it would likely have healed on its own already.

But she held her sarcastic comments and soon pulled up at the hospital. Clearly forewarned, medical staff immediately swarmed their vehicle with a stretcher to whisk Karina straight into emergency surgery as if her life hung by a thread.

Seeing them steer towards the operating rooms made Sylvia raise a brow. My my, they were certainly going all out with the theatrics!

In under two hours, Karina emerged...with the doctor looking rather awkward.

Fretting only over her condition, Cyril didn't notice his odd expression at all. "How is she, doctor? Will she fully recover?"

The doctor's eye twitched slightly but he maintained a professional bedside manner. "The wounds were not actually that grievous. I believe you panicked unnecessarily. We have stitched up the gashes and are running scans for possible concussion. The results will be out within three hours so please be patient. As a precaution, she should remain under observation for now."

Sylvia had to smother her snort of dark amusement. Just as she expected. If they had brought Karina in even later, her scratch likely would have already closed up on its own.

Clearly the medical staff also had no idea how to face Cyril with such a minor injury after two hours of emergency surgery. So they deliberately dragged out the procedure instead.

Profoundly relieved, Cyril hurried after Karina's stretcher towards the ward without so much as a glance back at Sylvia.

Though she couldn't deny the jagged pain from being disregarded by the man she had loved for years, Sylvia remained silent as she watched them leave. Her grief threatened to overwhelm her.

Just then her phone rang, the caller ID making her breath catch in turmoil.

The call eventually went to voicemail as Sylvia struggled internally on whether to answer it. When it immediately rang again, she took a deep breath and picked up.

"Big brother..." she whispered hoarsely.