Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman novel Chapter 251

At the thought of it, Jean's heart was full of hatred. Her heart felt heavy as she noticed how Henry looked much older than what she remembered. Seeing him lie there lifeless with closed eyes

Overwhelmed Jean with a mix of complex emotions. Her slender hands were shaking and her throat felt dry. Jean finally couldn't help running towards the bed. "Dad..." And she broke into sobs. The hand that should have protected her was stone-cold as if belonging to a corpse. Taking deep breaths to calm her shaking body, she sputtered out the word again, "Dad..."

That passive face with not a single hint of life had made it clear. It was impossible for Henry to recover as before.

Joy's words rang true in her ears. "Henry would be just a vegetable. Forget any possibility. This is how he will be only for the rest of his life... on the hospital bed. It will be a miracle if he ever wakes up."

"Jean, don't give into grief. Stay strong. Hold yourself together." Carefully resting his hands on her frail shoulders, Calvin comforted Jean whose face by now was flushed with sorrow.

Any words of comfort stabbed at Jean's heart. She just stood there and shook her head. She couldn't believe all that she saw. And again tears came streaming down her face.

It was a strange feeling. The man lying in front of her had never loved or cared for her as she'd expect a father to. But still remorse gripped her as she knew that as his daughter, she should have come to see him when he was ill.

But she had proved herself to be cold-hearted. Despite her frequent visits to the hospital, she had never cared to ask about him, let alone walking into his ward.

Forgetting the intense loathing she had for Henry, Jean thought, 'But he is your father, Jean!

What kind of daughter are you? Unfeeling and so heartless.

What's the difference between you and Joy or Shirley? You are just as mean as either of them.'

Her round hazel eyes welled up with tears as she gazed at an impassive Henry in silence.

They only had ten minutes to be in the ICU. Before she knew it, time was up, and Joy and Shirley came to fetch her. Looking at Jean weeping, Joy seethed with anger and taunted her, "What a shameless hypocrite you are! Stop putting on an act. All along, you never came to see your father since he got admitted in the hospital. Now you are crying. For whom?"

On hearing her barbs towards Jean, a frowning Calvin glared at Joy in cold anger.

Ignoring Calvin's eyes at the back of her head, Joy shrugged her shoulders and walked close to Henry to forcefully push Jean away.

The nurse waiting on Henry flinched at the violence. But she held herself calm since she didn't think it was her place to interfere in their family matter. After a few minutes, the nurse said, "It is time for the two of you to go out."

In a bid to protect her, Calvin walked over to Jean and held her by the shoulders to escort her towards the door.

All of it was in a daze. Henry was in a coma and the machine attached to him was beeping indifferently. Jean couldn't take it all in and changed her clothes in a trance. As she walked out, Winner, who had been waiting outside, came to them and said, "Sister, Mr. Li, you've come out."

"Winner, why haven't you visited Henry?" Jean asked him when she came back to her senses.

"I..." Winner replied with a sort of embarrassment, "I think I'd better not go inside! I can't stand the heavy atmosphere in the ICU. I don't want to bother Dad. Maybe, if he is left in the quiet on his own, he would recover more quickly."

An idea struck Jean. She walked closer to Winner and asked him with her eyes wide open, putting Winner in a spot, "You said that myocardial infarction occurred to him last night. Was anyone looking after him at that time?"

The fact was that after staying in the hospital for that long period of time, Henry's condition should have been stabilized and not gotten worse.

How was it that he suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction despite so much care?

"I..." A hint of panic crept into his voice. Winner blankly looked away and continued, "I don't know. I was not in the hospital last night."

"Then, who was here?" Jean continued asking him.

"Perhaps mom... or my sister... Anyway, it was not me..." Winner stammered. Before he could turn back and escape Jean's close questioning, Calvin immediately grabbed his arm as he too found Winner's replies fishy. "Do you want to tell us the truth? Or shall I ask the police to interrogate you?"

"Police..." Winner was stunned to hear that cops could be called. He got more flustered.

"I suspect that your father's myocardial infarction has something to do with you, " said Calvin in a stern tone and looked at Winner square in the eye.

"My Dad's onset of the illness has nothing to do with me." Winner got into a panic. He yelled as he struggled to defend himself, "It was my mom and my sister there looking after Dad last night. The two of them quarelled with each other inside the ward. It was because of them that Dad was agitated..."

"They quarelled? Why?" asked Jean.

"Whatever happened was completely my sister's fault. Again and again, she threatened me to renounce my right to inherit the Wen family's property. She said that I was good for nothing and thus, disqualified from being the next successor of the Wen family. When my mom heard it, she confronted my sister." Clenching his face, Winner looked away into the distance recalling the hot exchange of last night.