Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 671

Hearing these words, Theodore curled his lips into a bitter smile.

He knew that Everleigh was the kind of person who didn't want others to worry about her. Whenever something happened to her, she would shoulder the burden alone. She never liked to complain to others, not even him.

Otherwise, if she had told him earlier, he wouldn't have missed her for so many years.

At that moment, Selena and Leon came in. They brought lunch for Theodore and stopped by to visit Everleigh.

It had been so long and yet, there was no sign of her awakening.

Theodore ate only a little before his appetite disappeared. Seeing him like this, Christopher was unable to understand.

"Are you suffering from anorexia? You've only eaten that much," he asked.

Theodore shook his head. "No, I just can't eat."

Christopher was still worried. He asked Theodore to undergo a checkup afterwards. Otherwise, it would be a loss if Everleigh recovered while he got

sick.

By this time, after a month of recuperation, Wilson had pretty much recovered.

As Missha approached, she noticed that he looked much better. She grimaced and said, "Not bad, huh. After a month of rest, you've recovered quite a lot."

"Tell me, what should I do now?"

She didn't talk much to him. She took out a set of car keys straight away and handed them to him. "You drive to this address and someone will take you there. By then, you'll know what's going on."

He looked at the address on it, which happened to be in the grey zone.

He felt inexplicable fear in his heart every time he saw this. There were all kinds of people there, and anything could happen, including death. Anytime, anywhere, one could die there.

"Missha, the Jenkins family is said to be a prestigious family, but you, why are you doing all these terrible things?"

"You shouldn't say that, should you? If I remember correctly, you are also a murderous scum. In comparison, I am much more moral than you. At least, my hands are still squeaky clean," she enunciated word by word.

There was an undertone of raw iciness in every

word.

Wilson pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and didn't answer. He had promised to do Missha's bidding, and there was no turning back.

"Fine, I'll be there tomorrow."

"That's great. Remember, finish this for me, and I will help you get your new life. I also believe that you know what gets said and what doesn't."

He understood what she meant. She was trying to get him to remain tight-lipped. If he blurted it out, not to mention what she would face, he would also be finished.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Wilson drove alone to the designated location.

No one could imagine how he got out of that place.

At the hospital, Benedict called a meeting with the doctors. The main thing was that they needed some doctors to go to a hospital in the countryside for training.

Benedict looked around; no one dared to take it. They all kept their heads down and remained silent.

"Christopher, I believe you have great dedication." Benedict named him directly. He remembered the man saying that he liked to go to places like this.

Eyes widening, Christopher was shocked. "Mr. Lawson, you know who I am now. Now that Everleigh is sick, the cardiology department is short of talent. If you transfer me, then I..."

"Stainley's here so what are you worried about?" Benedict was unhappy with his rejection.

Some time passed and Everleigh was still in the hospital, in a coma. They had to get on with their lives, too.