Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 184

She gritted her teeth, then suddenly went limp, trying to fall into Damien’s arms.

“Oh, I feel dizzy…”

Damien didn’t move to catch her, simply letting her fall to the floor.

“Trying to pull a scam?” Damien sneered.

“Felix!”

His assistant, Felix, who had been following behind, immediately stepped forward.

“Throw this crazy woman out.”

“Yes, sir.”

Felix gestured, and two men in black suits who had been standing nearby immediately grabbed Celia and began dragging her away.

Celia was still screaming, “Damien! You can’t do this to me!”

The hallway was finally quiet again.

Damien rubbed his temples and walked over to Grace’s side.

“Did she scare you?”

“No,” Grace shook her head.

“She’s not even in the same league as Lilian.”

Damien gave a wry smile.

“There’s an emergency meeting at the office. I have to go sign some papers.”

“Uncle Martin… he froze several accounts. I have to go to the bank.”

He glanced at the ICU door.

“About here…”

“You should go,” Grace said, squeezing his hand.

“I’ll be here.”

“But what about Mom…”

“She hasn’t woken up yet. Aunt Irene is with her.”

Grace gave him a gentle push.

“Hurry back.”

Damien gave her a long, deep look.

“Half an hour. I’ll be back.”

Damien and Felix left in a hurry, and Grace sat back down on the bench.

Everything was quiet.

The only sound was the occasional beep from a heart monitor.

She was all too familiar with this kind of loneliness.

Five years ago, after her bone marrow surgery, she had been wheeled back to her hospital room.

That room had been just as quiet, with no one to visit her.

Back then, she had thought that it would be better to just die. Death wouldn’t hurt.

But now…

“So, Grace.”

“I’m his brother. I want to go in and see him.”

“To give him some encouragement.”

As he spoke, he started walking toward the ICU entrance.

Grace suddenly had a very bad feeling.

Visiting hours hadn’t started yet.

And the doctor had explicitly said that the patient was extremely weak and shouldn’t be agitated.

More importantly, was Martin really going in there to offer “encouragement”?

“Uncle Martin.”

Grace took a step sideways, blocking the door.

Her slender frame looked fragile in front of him.

But her back was perfectly straight.

“The doctor’s orders were clear. No visitors right now.”

The smile on Martin’s face vanished.

He stopped rolling the walnuts, and his eyes turned sinister.

“Grace, have you forgotten your place?”

“This is Clarke family business.”

“What right does an outsider like you have to stop me?”