Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 951

On the way to prison from the police station, Atwood asked, “Mr. Donald, were you really unaware of this matter?”

Atwood found that to be unlikely. After all, how could someone just disappear into thin air in prison?

She had always relied on Stanford. Other than Stanford and Blithe Donald, no one else could help her.

Plus, was it possible for someone to enter and exit the prison as they pleased?

Atwood couldn’t help but get the idea that Blithe was the only person who could get her out of prison.

In return for his question, Blithe only gave him a glimpse and said nothing.

He had no obligation to explain it to Atwood.

He expected that she would go missing, and little did Atwood knew that Blithe was even more eager to figure this matter out than anyone else.

After a while, the car came to a halt. Blithe pretended to be unaware of the case and requested the warden to bring him a particular prisoner.

Upon hearing her name, the warden said, “This woman is sick and she is getting treated in the hospital now.” Atwood immediately turned to Blithe, thinking to himself, ‘Didn’t he say that he was unaware of it?’

“Why am I not informed about it?” Blithe asked. For such matters, the wardens would need to seek his approval, but he had never received an application from their side.

‘How sick was she? Why must she be treated at other hospitals and not the one in prison?’

He ignored Atwood’s questioning gaze and instructed the warden sternly, “Bring me to her now.”

“Yes, sir.” From Blithe’s tone, the warden knew there was trouble.

Hence, the group left the prison. On the way to the hospital, the warden asked, “Mr. Donald, do you really not know about it?”

Blithe squinted, “What do you mean?”

“We have been keeping a close watch on her under your order. She could leave this time because Michael came and handled the matter. We thought that was what you wanted too.”

Blithe raised his brows at the revelation. Some time ago, Michael’s relative committed a crime, so he went to Blithe and asked for his help. However, Blithe rejected his request because that was quite a serious crime, and Blithe believed that this kind of people should get punished as they deserved.

After the initial discussion, Michael brought the matter up a few times more. Blithe was angered by it and lectured him, “As government officers, we must lead by example. People who have committed crimes and endangered society cannot be let go so easily. Although it’s your relative, it’s a fact that he committed a crime, and he should be punished for that. We can’t let him go just because he’s your relative, do you understand?”

Michael did not speak of the matter again after that.

He had been performing his tasks diligently as usual.

‘Could it be that he had been hiding his dissatisfaction?’

Blithe’s expression turned gloomy.

Soon, they arrived at the hospital, and the warden took them to the woman’s ward. As per the protocol, two police officers would be needed to guard a prisoner who was hospitalized to prevent the prisoner from escaping. Sure enough, the warden arranged for all of that. He even came to the hospital to check on it yesterday.

No one was at the door when they arrived at the ward today. The warden went to ask around and he was told that the woman was having a check-up now. The group went to the examination section and again, asked the nurses around about what kind of check-up Lindsay was having.

One of the nurses checked the document and said it was a B-scan ultrasound. Atwood asked more, “What sickness does she have?”

“I’m not sure.” As many diseases needed to be determined through a B-scan ultrasound, nothing more was written on the form other than the type of check-up she had. The doctor can only confirm the exact sickness after taking a look at the results.

“Let’s go.” Blithe said. The most important thing was getting to Lindsay now.

Even until now, he still didn’t believe that Lindsay was sick.

When they arrived at the B-scan ultrasound examination ward, they saw the two police officers responsible for watching over Lindsay guarding the door. It made them feel slightly more assured. Fortunately, she was still around. This way, there wouldn’t be much trouble.

“When did she go in? It’s not done yet?” The warden asked.

“It’s been a while. She should be out soon,” One of the police officers answered.

At this time, Michael appeared with a bag of food in his hands, which fell to the ground when he caught sight of Blithe. He turned around immediately, wanting to leave the scene, but unfortunately for him, Atwood had seen him and went forward to stop him.