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Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 859

Dr. Hayes knew it too.

The odds of a mechanical failure like that were infinitesimally small.

"There were multiple event teams and staff members moving through that hall today. Interrogate every single one of them," Sebastian remarked casually from where he leaned against the wall.

Julian looked over at him.

His gaze darkened. "You think someone rigged it?"

Quentin frowned at the accusation. "Even if it was sabotage, what was the endgame? What could anyone possibly gain from this?"

Sebastian lowered his eyes, casually rolling his wrist. "When someone takes a risk this extreme, it's not always about gaining something. Sometimes, it's about burying a secret."

The statement was delivered with absolute indifference.

Yet it pierced right to the core of the issue.

Sylvia kept her head down, masking her expression while silently weeping for the injured Sierra. She didn't dare say a word.

Raelynn turned and studied Sebastian for a long moment.

She walked over to him.

"Have a doctor look you over."

He cast his gaze downward. "It's fine."

"I said, get checked out," Raelynn repeated, reining in her temper.

She stared him down, refusing to yield an inch.

Sebastian met her fierce glare for a few seconds before finally conceding with a soft, dismissive hum.

Raelynn quickly excused herself to Dr. Hayes.

Then she hauled Sebastian toward an examination room down the hall.

He maintained an air of complete composure, his long strides steady and unhurried. He didn't look like a man in pain at all.

The attending physician asked him to remove his shirt.

It was only then that Raelynn noticed what was wrong.

Operating on pure instinct and ER experience, she immediately got to work.

Completely forgetting that the actual doctor was standing right there.

The physician had initially tried to intervene, but upon seeing her flawless technique, he simply stepped back in amazement, opting to act as her assistant and hand over tools.

His shoulder was out of the socket, but thankfully, no bones were broken.

The flesh on the back of his shoulder had been sliced open by the impact. The cuts weren't fatally deep, but they required stitches. It was the kind of wound that made observers wince in phantom pain, yet Sebastian seemed devoid of nerve endings. He didn't so much as flinch or groan.

It was Raelynn who couldn't stop furrowing her brow as she worked.

He watched her intensely for a moment. "You look like you're in more pain than I am."

She shot him a frosty glare. "Glad you still have a sense of humor, Mr. Croix. You're acting like this has nothing to do with you. Last I checked, you're the one bleeding."

His sheer indifference to his own well-being infuriated her.

He tilted his head nonchalantly. "Fair enough. Just make sure the stitches look pretty."

...Seriously? She calls him out on neglecting his health, and he asks for pretty stitches?

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