Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 380

Scarlett's POV: "Speed up and lose the car behind us," I barked at the driver.

The driver was very experienced. He sped up, but he was still able to ensure that the car ran steadily.

Halfway to our destination, the driver said, "Miss Wilson, the car behind us is gone. It seems it suddenly turned a corner."

I looked back. Sure enough, no one was following us anymore.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but deep in my heart, I couldn't help feeling a bit disappointed.

Suddenly, I felt an acute pain in my waist. I gasped.

Elena looked at me and quickly asked, "Are you okay, Caroline? You just turned white as paper." "I'm fine. It's just a little discomfort in my waist area. It happens all the time. Don't worry."

I had been suffering from the pain since my miscarriage.

The doctor said that it was a sequela of the miscarriage and that I had to rest whenever I could and not push myself too hard.

Every time I felt the pain, I hated Charles and Raina more.

My hatred for them was what had been keeping me going.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" Elena asked me worriedly and gently massaged my waist.

"No, thanks. Even doctors have no way to ease my pain. I'll be fine after I get some rest," I replied, forcing a smile.

As soon as I finished speaking, the pain became sharper.

I gritted my teeth to keep myself from screaming, but I trembled so badly that Elena cringed and panicked.

Then, I began to feel cold. I curled up in a fetal position, hoping that hugging my legs would give me a little warmth.

"That's it, Caroline. We're going to the hospital." Elena hurriedly told the driver to turn around and rush to the hospital.

When we arrived at the hospital, one of the doctors gave me a routine examination.

Elena accompanied me and stayed with me the entire time.

"Here, take some painkillers," Elena said and handed me some pills and a glass of water.

I took the medicine and chased it down with water.

I sat on the bench in the corridor for a long time before the pain finally subsided.

When we were about to leave the hospital, I saw Charles rushing by.

What was he doing here? Were the kids sick?

I said to Elena, "Elena, you go ahead and wait for me in the car. I just have something that I need to do."

"I'll come with you," Elena offered.

"No need. I'm okay on my own. I'll meet you in the car." I gestured to Elena to let me go. She hesitated to leave at first, but when she finally went ahead to the car, I went to follow Charles secretly.

When Charles walked into the waiting room of the Department of Neurosurgery, he suddenly held his head with both hands. He shook slightly. Richard hurried to his side, ready to catch him if he ever collapsed.

After a while, Vivian came out of the ward.

"Are you okay, Charles? Why do you look so pale?" Vivian's eyes were full of concern.

"I'm fine. I'm just having a little headache, as usual," Charles answered in a low, hoarse voice, waving his hand.

I frowned in confusion.

When did Charles begin to suffer from headaches?

Did God finally hear my prayers and punish him?

Looking at Charles's bone-white face, I cursed in my heart, 'You deserve it.'

"How's Grandma?" Charles asked and pinched the bridge of his nose.