Blizzard First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 391

They took two cars.

Isabel and Julian rode in the front car with the two children, while Evelyn and Richard drove with Mr. and Mrs. Ashford and Miles in the car behind them.

They were using cars from Adrian’s garage.

When Adrian received the news, he felt no particular emotion.

He thought it was good that Isabel was willing to use his things.

Daniel nearly had a heart attack.

He wondered if Isabel had somehow poisoned Adrian's mind.

The next second, he saw the man stand up.

“Mr. Blackwell, you—?”

Could this be a final burst of energy brought on by extreme anger?

Adrian was just as surprised. He moved his limbs and found that he could, indeed, move.

He felt no discomfort at all.

He immediately demanded, “Get my clothes. Prepare the car. We’re going to Weston.”

But as soon as he stepped out of the hospital room, he crashed to the floor.

It happened so suddenly. He fell stiffly, hitting his forehead and getting a large bump. Blood trickled from his nose.

He had nearly broken the bridge of his nose.

“Mr. Blackwell!” Daniel Price quickly called for help, got him back onto the bed, and had the on-call doctor examine him.

“There’s no serious injury. I’ll prescribe some cream for his forehead, and the swelling will go down. But I can’t do anything about his paralysis.”

As long as there were no fractures, it was manageable. Daniel Price saw the doctor out and waited for the nurse to bring the ointment to apply it.

Adrian had calmed down by now and understood what had happened.

“She’s doing this just to torture me.”

Daniel finished applying the cream and screwed the cap back on. He sighed. “On the night of the thirtieth, Mrs. Blackwell already told you she was going to make you suffer.”

Isabel didn’t hold much resentment toward her mother. Even when she was sick and life was hard, it hadn't bothered her much.

Her mother had invested heavily in her education, spending every penny she could on her.

When her father threw them out, her mother had fought tooth and nail for custody.

It was only when she decided to stop treatment for her illness that she had secretly signed the consent form for organ donation.

“Why not get a DNA test?” old Mr. Reed asked when she remained silent. “You two do share a resemblance.”

“As you grew up, I always felt that man couldn't have fathered a daughter like you.”

“Your talent for medicine couldn’t have come from your father. Your mother, well, she had a bit of an aptitude if she applied herself, but it doesn't seem likely either.”

Isabel explained, “It’s the holidays, so everything is closed. I’m going to ask old Mr. Foster. Since I was coming to see you today anyway, I thought I’d ask if you knew anything.”

Old Mr. Reed then changed the subject. “I see you brought that boy with you. Are you planning to get back together with Adrian?”

“That’s not in the plans,” Isabel said, glancing outside. “As for the boy… my feelings about him have always been complicated.”