Came Back as an Heiress After My Ex-Fiancé Made Me Blind novel Chapter 380

Coming out of the dark and bloody warehouse, Ralph looked extremely ugly.

Michael forgot about the sunset on the horizon. Now, only Dr. Turner could cure Victoria.

But when will Victoria wake up...

For the upcoming treatment, although acupuncture was only needed twice a week, Wayne was still worried about Victoria and came to check on Victoria's condition every day.

After Wayne finished checking, he would faithfully inform Hunter of the situation.

Alicia and Mason had been guarding the ward, watching their daughter's unconscious state, with worried brows every day.

Carl and Anne would bring Old Master Moore over every day, hoping to see Victoria wake up soon.

In the afternoon, after sending the old man home, Carl returned to the ward.

These past few days, his brother had been guarding the ward at all times.

Victoria's coma was already enough to make him uncomfortable, but now seeing his brother becoming more silent and thinner, made him even more upset.

Moreover, he had been counting the days in his heart, and ten more days had passed.

That day, Wayne said that if the treatment progressed slowly and gradually, the best case scenario might be that Victoria could wake up in ten days to half a month, but now, Victoria lay quietly there, showing no signs of waking up...

Carl scratched his hair irritably, wishing he could lie there unconscious instead of Victoria.

Suddenly, the phone placed on the nearby table rang.

Carl picked it up and took a look. It was Victoria's phone, which had been charging for the past few days. It was a message from Elizabeth;

[Victoria, I've been calling you these past few days but you haven't answered. When I text you, you always say you're busy. Don't you want to talk to me? Are you ignoring me? Don't ignore me (crying)]

Carl couldn't help but sigh. Considering Victoria's fame and influence, her unconsciousness had not been revealed to the outside world.

If it were to be revealed, it would definitely cause quite a stir, and there would even be some unscrupulous paparazzi who wanted to dig out which hospital Victoria was in, come over to take photos, and so on.

Moreover, he didn't want Elizabeth to worry, so he didn't tell her the truth.

Now that Elizabeth sent such a message, she probably felt neglected.

Carl was hesitating about what to do, whether to make excuses like the previous few days, saying she was busy, and briefly reply to Elizabeth.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and Elizabeth called again.

Carl didn't know what to do, so he looked at the man standing by the bedside, "Brother, Elizabeth called again. And Arnold, Travis, and sister-in-law's other friends have been sending her messages these days... Should we just turn off her phone?"

But if the phone was turned off and no one could be contacted, her friends would probably feel more suspicious.

Jack pondered deeply for a moment. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Give me the phone."

Carl quickly handed over her phone.

Jack swiped the screen and answered the call.

"Victoria! You're finally willing to answer my call!"

Elizabeth on the other end of the phone was overjoyed.

Jack was silent for a moment before speaking, "Victoria is at the hospital now."

Elizabeth immediately recognized Jack's voice and widened her eyes in surprise, "President Moore? What did you just say? Victoria is at the hospital? Is she sick?"

Jack responded, "Yes."

Elizabeth was anxious, "Is it serious? What kind of illness? Which hospital? I'll go see her!"

Jack told her the address of the hospital.

Carl was surprised. Did he just tell Elizabeth directly?

But then again, Victoria and Elizabeth had a good relationship. When Elizabeth heard that she was sick, she would be very worried. It was understandable to tell her.

Twenty minutes later, Carl went to the hospital entrance and brought Elizabeth into the ward.

As soon as Elizabeth entered the ward, she saw Victoria lying on the hospital bed, seemingly asleep, so she tiptoed in and whispered, "What's wrong with her?"

"She doesn't care." Elizabeth left these words behind, glanced at Kyle, and turned and ran into the apartment building.

Kyle stood in the desolate night, surrounded by endless regret and loneliness.

...

Another few days passed, and Victoria still showed no signs of waking up.

Villa in the suburbs.

Alex walked into the living room and saw his master sitting on the sofa with a gloomy expression, absentmindedly wiping a silver pistol in his hand, his eyes fixed on the nearby vase without moving, apparently lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

However, as soon as Alex stepped into the living room, the man sensed someone approaching and instantly became alert, turning back to reality with vigilance, as if he had developed a habit of vigilance from living in a dark and dangerous environment all year round.

"Where did you go?" the man asked casually.

Alex lowered his eyes and answered truthfully, "Miss Preston hasn't woken up for so long. I heard that the Haier Temple in the suburbs of the Imperial Capital is very effective for peace and safety. Many people have gone there to pray, so I went to pray for Miss Preston..."

The man sneered lightly, "You believe in this kind of thing too?"

Alex glanced at the man. That's right, his master doesn't believe in such things.

With those cruel and bloody means of the master, if he were to fear the gods, he would have put down the butcher's knife and become a good person long ago.

Aled was at his wit's end. Victoria hadn't woken up, and he felt uncomfortable...

Early the next morning.

Alex came to the living room, wanting to ask the master if he wanted to go to the hospital to see Victoria today, but after searching around, he couldn't find his master, where did he go?

On the outskirts of the Imperial Capital, at Haier Temple.

Pilgrims came and went, crowded with people.

The man stepped on the stone steps, and quietly and silently walked into the temple.