Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 297

Charles's POV:

"Charles, I just saw Scarlett. She's in this hospital right now. She took the elevator to the tenth floor."

Hearing this, I instantly sprang up from bed. I took a deep breath, willing myself to calm down.

Scarlett was here! She came here!

But... the tenth floor?

That wasn't where I was.

Hadn't she come to see me?

A sense of loss surged up in my heart, but the next moment, I was drowned in worry.

Why had she come to the hospital? Was she hurt?

Had she not yet recovered from her leg injury?

The image of her bloodstained legs flashed in my mind. I shook my head, jumped out of bed, and yanked out the infusion needle.

I ran to the tenth floor, and by the time I got there, I was out of breath. Spencer rushed over to me.

"Where is she?"

"I have no idea."

We looked around but didn't find any signs of Scarlett. In the end, Spencer decided to ask the receptionist.

"Hello, have you seen two women come up just now?"

"No, sir. I'm sorry. Several women had passed by here. Who are you looking for?" the receptionist answered, eyeing the women standing nearby.

Spencer followed her gaze. "Not those women. The one we're looking for is very beautiful," he blurted out with a serious look on his face.

The women nearby heard him and flashed him a hostile look. I felt so embarrassed for him that I wanted to disappear.

But despite our efforts, we weren't able to find Scarlett.

"I'm sorry I lost her, Charles," Spencer apologized.

"Are you sure you saw her? Maybe it wasn't her that you saw."

I said that not only to comfort my friend but also to comfort myself.

"No, I'm sure it was her. I really saw her. I followed her all the way from William's villa. Although she has lost a lot of weight, her behavior is still the same. I'd recognize her anywhere. Also, Tracy was with her. It had to be Scarlett."

Hearing Spencer's words, I felt my heart break into a million pieces. I walked toward the elevator with my head down.

"Let's just go back."

Scarlett's POV:

It was pitch black outside. The rain was pouring violently and accompanied by howling winds. A typhoon was coming.

I was sitting in a hospital lobby, waiting for my

X-ray results to come back.

My phone suddenly rang, shattering the deafening silence. William was calling.

"Hello, William."

"Are you on your way home yet, Scarlett? There's a typhoon coming. Please come home as soon as you can. The kids are waiting for you."

"Okay, I will."

After hanging up the phone, I looked at the quiet corridor and felt gloom settle in my heart.

Soon, Tracy came over with my report.

"I got the results, Scarlett. Let's go."

On our way back to the villa, we happened to pass by the seaside. I saw a group of people anxiously fumbling with all kinds of filming equipment under the torrential rain.

They must be reporters or journalists. Only they would be required to work in such bad weather conditions.

A strong gust of wind blew, and a nearby billboard snapped out of its bolts, soared into the sky, and then fell on one of the media people. I could only scream.

"Stop the car!"

Tracy pulled over immediately and turned to look at me in confusion, "What is it, Scarlett? We can't stay here. It's dangerous. We have to keep going back to the villa."

"Someone's hurt. I have to go help."