My dear lawyer novel Chapter 294

“So we just go back? I got hurt for nothing?” Angie was irritated immediately. She shouldn’t ask for Lyle’s help. It was the same if she hired someone else.

Lyle withdrew his hand and rubbed his fingers with interest. He placed them on his lips and licked the blood from his hand with the tip of his tongue. His eyes were as excited and gloomy as wolves’. “Don’t worry. The day is still young. I’ll let you vent your anger.”

Watching his abnormal behavior, Angie felt in a dilemma. No, she must return to China first and get rid of this lunatic.

In the car, Vivian dropped the knife and was eager to see Roe. John hurried to pull her back and said, “Vivian, calm down and listen to me.”

“John, back off. Back off. Let me see Roe.” At this moment, Vivian wasn’t a bold and decisive woman anymore, but a worried mother.

“Roe needs more rest. Don’t disturb him.” John knew Vivian was unable to calm down, if he didn’t exaggerate it.

Hearing that, Vivian sat back, clutched her thighs tightly, straightened her upper body, and asked anxiously, “How is Roe? Did his surgery succeed? Did he get hurt?”

John shook his head with pity, “No, it failed.”

“Why? Why did it fail?” Vivian sat still with frustration. She had tried her best to contact the hospital, which agreed to do the surgery, and waited for four years in fear.

What’s more, she tolerated grievances and abuse to get medical expenses from William. It was so close.

However, Angie destroyed everything. It was like a stab in her heart. Vivian had carried the boy for ten months and gave birth to him at the risk of her own life.

“No, no, that’s impossible. The surgery must be a success.” At the moment, Vivian couldn’t help but cry. Tears, mixed with blood, trailed down her cheeks into her mouth, into her stomach.

She was reluctant to let death take away Roe’s life, and she was willing to sacrifice her own life for his recovery.

Watching Vivian on the verge of collapse, John was heartbroken. “Vivi, Vivi, don’t be afraid. Although the operation failed, Roe will have another chance, if he recuperates for one year.”

As if grabbing the last straw, Vivian clutched John’s arms tightly, not realizing her nails stabbed into his skin.

Her eyes were alight with hope. “John, is it true? Roe can have another operation, right?”

John looked gently as if he didn’t feel the pain, and answered with a nod, “Yes. As long as he recuperates for one year, he can receive the surgery again.”

“One year, just for one year!” Vivian repeated over and over again, her eyes full of hope and joy. Tears pricked his eyes when John saw her cautious look.

“Yes, Vivi. Let the medical staff treat your wounds first.” John couldn’t bear to watch her face with clear red marks.

Vivian seemed to not hear it and chortled blankly. “Roe is fine. Roe is fine. Good...”

Before Vivian finished her words, she rolled her eyes and fainted.

“Vivi, Vivi, are you okay?” John was terrified and summoned a doctor at once.