After marrying my boss (Anna) novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397 Become Stronger

“I’m Nicholas Cadman. I accidentally hit you with my car the morning before yesterday, so I sent you to the hospital. How do you feel now? Do you feel better?” the man asked in a soft, worried voice.

Upon hearing his words, I abruptly recalled getting hit by a car before losing consciousness.

Since he said he hit me the morning before yesterday, it meant that I had been in the hospital for two days.

The moment I came to that realization, I flew into a state of panic and struggled to sit up. Then, I pulled away the covers to get out of bed. After all, it had been three days since I last saw my child.

Seeing my actions, Nicholas swiftly stood up to push me back onto the bed. At the same time, he hastily exhorted, “Don’t move! Your head’s injured, and the doctor said you have to recuperate.”

“No, I have to leave this place. I have to find my child. I have to go to the Shaw residence right away.”

I was in no mood to recover from my injuries at all. It had been three days since I last saw my son. I could not rest in the hospital when I had no idea how he was doing at that moment.

“Stay here and recover first. I’m sure your family will take good care of your child. By the way, please give me your husband’s number so that I can call him and inform him to come over,” Nicholas said, forcing me to lie in bed.

His actions and commanding voice somehow reminded me of Michael.

I froze. For a moment there, I nearly blurted out Michael’s number, but in the next second, I recalled that we were divorced.

My world had turned upside down in a mere span of a few days. I still found it unbelievable that my relationship with Michael had come to an end.

“I don’t have any family; I only have my child. I’m going to look for my child now, so let me go!”

I repressed the urge to cry as I struggled to get out of Nicholas’ grasp. The words I said were the truth. The only family I had left in the world was my son, and I had to bring him to my side.

Nicholas then frowned and looked at me dubiously. “What about your husband? If you have a child, shouldn’t you have a husband?”

“We just signed the divorce agreement a few days ago,” was what I replied to him flatly. I seemed calm on the surface, but only I knew my heart was in pieces.

Despite that, I told myself that it was not worth it to be upset because of Michael, for he was ruthless toward me.

Nicholas’ frown deepened, and he fell silent.

The whole time, I kept struggling, wanting to leave the place and find my child. Left without a choice, Nicholas then asked the doctor to give me a sedative. Afterward, the doctor informed him that I was in an emotionally unstable state and might develop psychological issues if I continued to stay in that state for long.

After the sedative, I was in a daze. Although I could not move, my mind was still working. Hence, I could not help but depreciate myself.

Inwardly, I deliberated the Shaws’ intentions, wondering if they were determined to drive me mad and why they had to be so cruel to me. As I dozed off, I swore I would find a way to get my child back for as long as I was still alive.

When I awoke again, Nicholas spoke before I could even start struggling to look for my child. “I’ve had someone to look into your matter. Kicking up a fuss at their residence won’t make them give back your child to you. Not only is it useless, but you also won’t even get to see your child at all.”