Next Man, Better Plan novel Chapter 280

Quennel’s face grew increasingly pale, and the bleeding from his forehead seemed to worsen. He looked like he could pass out at any moment.

After a moment of hesitation, Stephanie got into the car. “Hobart, get to the hospital, quickly!”

Hobart nodded and immediately hit the accelerator, the car speeding off into the night.

From the window upstairs, Vivian watched the scene unfold, a knot of fury tightening in her stomach.

She never imagined that Quennel would actually push Stephanie out of the way.

Did he not care about his own life?

How could he use his own body to shield Stephanie from danger?

Overcome with guilt, Vivian quickly stepped away from the window, watching as Stephanie got into Quennel’s car.

Shameless! Vixen! Seducing her boyfriend again!

By the time Vivian made it downstairs, the area was empty.

The building’s security guard was inspecting the area for safety hazards and gave Vivian a long look as she passed.

“Miss, be careful on your way out. Something fell from upstairs earlier and hit someone.”

Of course she knew something had fallen.

She was the one who had pushed it!

Vivian was seething with frustration. After injuring Quennel, she couldn’t bring herself to go to the hospital, so she called her family’s driver to take her home.

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Quennel was rushed to the hospital.

The doctor examined his wound and ordered a CT scan.

Stephanie checked her phone. She had originally planned to leave as soon as she dropped Quennel off.

But Hobart was struggling to handle everything on his own—paying the bills, helping Quennel with the tests. It was too much for one person.

She took the payment forms from him. “You take Quennel to his scan. I’ll handle the payment.”

When he came out, he was relieved to see Stephanie still sitting in the hospital corridor.

He was moved to a private room, with Stephanie following behind the entire time.

Quennel noticed that she was constantly checking her phone, as if she were messaging someone.

A small smile played on Quennel’s lips.

He was confident that her relationship with Jonathan was nearing its end.

Quennel knew Jonathan well. At his core, he was an incredibly dominant man who would never tolerate his wife being distracted by another man.

But right now, Stephanie’s attention was clearly on him. She was worried about his injury and had even stayed at the hospital to be with him.

She was practically dancing on Jonathan’s last nerve.

Once Quennel was settled in his hospital room, Stephanie announced she was leaving.

Quennel immediately grabbed her wrist. “Stephanie, it hurts. Can you stay and talk to me for a while, just to distract me? Please?”