Madam Escaped Again Sir novel Chapter 1186

Tom donned an apologetic smile on his face and apologized as sincerely as he could, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Fuller. I didn't mean to ruin the plan, nor did I expect things to turn out this way."

It didn't matter whether or not he was at fault, and he still had to apologize and claim it was. This was the only way to ease Toby's anger. Otherwise, there was no telling how Toby would bite his head off if he didn't soothe the angered dragon.

Indeed, Tom knew Toby very well at this stage because things progressed just as he thought after he apologized.

Toby was in a better mood when he heard Tom's apology. "Don't give me any lousy ideas again, or I'll kick you to Ibira!"

"Yes, Mr. Fuller. I won't suggest anything else," Tom said with a flattering smile, but he was cursing Toby in his mind.

Hah, do you think I like to give you my ideas?! It wasn't my idea to recommend those dramas and novels in the first place! I told you when you asked me how to be romantic around women.

In short, I never volunteered to be your guidance and adviser to deepen Miss Reed's feelings toward you, yet you seemed to blame me for taking the initiative to teach you! What the heck?! You're literally pushing the blame on me!

Hmph, just wait and see! When you fight with Miss Reed again, I will not tell you how to cheer her up and coax her. Instead, I'll let you fumble as you think of a way yourself! This is the price you have to pay for placing the blame on me. Argh, I'm so pissed!

Tom furiously cursed Toby in his mind while driving with a grumpy face.

Toby had no time to ponder just what his subordinate was thinking, nor was he interested. He propped his head up and looked out the window with a deep gaze as several plans were brewing in his mind.

Tom saw his posture from the rearview mirror and guessed that Toby must be thinking about something serious, so he cleared his thoughts and regained his composure. He concentrated on driving and made sure that he drove as smoothly as possible so that Toby could focus more on his ideas.

Soon, they arrived at their destination. It was a private hospital where Connor was staying.

After Tom parked the car, he unbuckled his seat belt, turned to look at Toby, who was still immersed in his thoughts, and reminded, "Mr. Fuller, we've arrived."

Toby's eyes blinked several times as he took account of his whereabouts. Then, he placed his hand down, spruced himself up, and glanced out the car window. The words 'Lancaster Hospital' reflected in his eyes.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Oh, it's the Lancasters' hospital."

Tom nodded. "Yes. Connor didn't want the news of him being beaten up to spread, so naturally, he would choose a private hospital to treat him in secret. Also, the Lancaster Family owns the hospital. Although their power and wealth are not greater than the Logan Family, their reputation and status in Seafield are still immense, so their hospital has a better credential than the other families' private hospitals."

Tim's parents owned Lancaster Hospital.

The members of the Lancaster Family were doctors, not businessmen, so they had a wide gap in terms of wealth as compared to other families that ventured into the business world. Despite that, the Lancasters owned many private hospitals throughout the metropolitan cities in the country.

Tim's parents were currently the president and director of Lancaster Hospital in Seafield, while Tim was the hospital's young proprietor, but his parents had never acknowledged this.

It would be an understatement to say that he and his parents did not get along. His parents even regarded him as a monster instead of their son. Despite having a prestigious reputation and status in the medical field today, so much so that his status was higher than his parents, his parents could not accept him as their son and even regarded him as a disgrace. He was the imperfect existence in their perfect life. They had also clearly stated that Tim would not be named the heir of their family.

Fortunately, he didn't feel as ordinary people do, so he did not feel sad or disappointed when his parents refused to regard him as their son.

This was also why he chose to work at First World Hospital—a government hospital—rather than at Lancaster Hospital. He did not care for the Lancaster Family or their properties.

Tom abruptly returned to his senses and rubbed his nose with an awkward smile when he met with Toby's contemptuous glare. "Nothing. Let's go, Mr. Fuller." He gestured and led the way.

Toby was not really interested to know why Tom was in a daze and had no intention of asking since he didn't seem like he wanted to talk about it. So, Toby looked ahead and sauntered toward the entrance of the hospital.

After he left, Tom heaved a sigh, quickly wore his office persona, and followed after Toby.

As soon as they entered the hospital, a man in black came to greet them.

"Mr. Fuller. Mr. Brown." The man stopped before Toby and greeted him with a respectful nod.

Toby nodded slightly in response and asked, "Where is Connor?"

"In Ward No. 5 on the VIP floor of the Inpatient Department," replied the man.

"Lead the way." Toby pursed his lips.

"Okay." The man nodded and guided them to the ward.

He was the man that Toby had Tom sent over to keep an eye on Connor at all times.

When the man was informed that Toby was coming, he had been waiting in the hospital lobby to lead the way.