My Blind Husband novel (Damien and Cherie) novel Chapter 739

Chapter 739 We’ve Done All We Could

“Is that so?” Damien responded with a faint smile. “I don’t believe this would have crossed your mind. without Rowena instructing and inciting you. Even if your sister didn’t move a muscle, she was the mastermind behind it. Don’t you agree?”

“No!” Ursula began resisting fiercely. When Mr. Kolson saw it, he stepped forward and shoved her to the ground with his knee.

“My sister has nothing to do with this!” Ursula raised her head frantically. “She’s innocent! She’s the kindest. person in the world!”

Cherise scoffed, crouched down, and met Ursula’s defiant gaze. “Well then, since you call her the best. person in the world, I’ll show you her true colors.” Cherise glanced at Mr. Kolson. “Take her to the police station.” Mr. Kolson obeyed and departed with Ursula.

Shortly after Mr. Kolson’s departure, the door to the emergency room swung open. “Mr. Lenoir, we’ve done all we could…” The doctor emerged, shaking his head. “However, Mr. Miles suffered a concussion in the accident, resulting in an intracranial hematoma, so we can’t predict when he’ll regain consciousness.”

At the side, Lyra’s figure froze as she clutched her backpack. She murmured with a pale expression. “You can’t predict when he’ll wake up… What does that mean?”

“It means…” The doctor sighed, “He could wake up tomorrow, or he might never regain consciousness for the rest of his life…”

“He’s essentially in a vegetative state now, but his chances of waking up are significantly higher than a typical vegetative patient. It’s just… There are exceptions to even the highest probability, so no one can guarantee when he’ll regain consciousness…”

Before the doctor could finish, Cherise’s vision blurred, and she collapsed. Cherise only regained consciousness the following morning.

Lucy was beside Cherise, her eyes swollen and red. Upon seeing Cherise awaken, Lucy quickly helped her up. “How are you feeling? Are you feeling any discomfort?”

Cherise massaged her throbbing head, “What happened to me?”