After Stephen had his blood drawn, his face was pale, and he was exhausted.
However, his brows remained furrowed. He could barely believe that Nicole shared the same blood type with him despite its rarity. The coincidence surprised him.
He had always been looking for the daughter he had with Rosalie. Could Nicole be my daughter?
Her eyes look so much like Rosalie’s.
At that moment, a thought entered his mind.
Looking at the doctor, he solemnly whispered instructions to him.
“You want to do a DNA test?”
“Don’t let anyone know about this, do you understand?”
If Nicole really were his daughter, he would do everything he could to make up for what he owed Rosalie and her. He had to compensate her for not being a responsible father.
If she was not, it did not matter. He would just continue his search.
However, he did not wish for this piece of news to spread to the public; he did not want it to affect Nicole in any way.
“I understand.” The doctor then did as instructed.
After four hours of treatment, the doctors finally stabilized Nicole’s condition. She was then transferred to the VIP ward.
Looking at the pale and unconscious Nicole, Evan’s heart broke.
He held her hand tightly as he stared at her, hoping that she would wake soon.
The few hours she was in the emergency room felt like a century to him.
Every second that passed was a torturous moment for him.
This was the first time he was truly fearful.
While he was outside the emergency room, it was as if time had stopped. Everything was coated in grey, and everything seemed meaningless at that moment.
Her life was the core mechanism that worked his heart.
His life was entangled with hers.
“Daddy, why isn’t Mommy awake yet?”
“Mommy’s too tired. Let her sleep for a while longer.”
Too coincidental that I want to scream and curse at someone!
Is she a cat with nine lives? Why isn’t she dead yet?
What am I going to do next?
Her mind was in a mess. After a moment of contemplation, she recalled Levant being the one to bring Nicole into their lives, and she could not help but curse at him.
However, she could not do anything for now; she could only wait for an opportunity patiently.
Levant sat in his study room, feeling frustrated by the complicated situation.
Evan was with Nicole. If Stephen found out about Nicole’s true identity, the title would be passed on to Nicole and Evan.
On the other hand, he would be left with nothing.
The bodyguard beside him abruptly took a step forward and reminded, “Mr. Levant, now that things have turned out this way, you have to make a decision.”
“Make a decision? How do you think I should make it?”
“Mr. Levant, do you really need to ask me? It’s impossible for you to be with Ms. Lane as long as Evan is alive. Don’t dream about it. If you don’t make a move soon, when Sir Musgrave finds out about Ms. Lane’s identity and passes the title to her, you’ll lose both the title and the person you like. When that happens, it’ll be too late. You’ll be left with nothing.”
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