No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167 Something’s Wrong

There is a chance that his feelings for Amelia are more than just those of a brother. Hmph!

The city’s night was split into dazzling shards of color by endless neon lights.

Ethan drove calmly along the road toward home.

On the passenger seat sat a bag of painkillers he had just picked up from the hospital.

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The traffic light at the intersection ahead shifted from green to yellow, then froze into a glaring red.

Ethan stepped on the brake and rested one hand lazily on the steering wheel, his fingers tapping without rhythm.

In that brief stillness, the sharp wail of an ambulance siren approached from a distance.

He frowned instinctively and turned his head toward the window.

The ambulance, flashing blinding red and blue lights, tore through the red light from the neighboring lane.

The piercing sound inexplicably irritated him.

Then, his eyes caught the car following close behind.

It was Mason’s.

Ethan’s brow lifted slightly, a trace of cold amusement flashing through his dark eyes.

Why is Mason following an ambulance at this hour?

Forget it. It has nothing to do with me.

Mockery tugged at Ethan’s lips.

He didn’t dwell on it.

Beep!

A car behind him pressed the horn impatiently.

Only then did Ethan realize the traffic light had already turned green.

He withdrew his gaze and stepped hard on the gas, no longer paying attention to the vehicles that had already disappeared.

His black sedan let out a low growl and sped off in the exact opposite direction of the ambulance.

At that moment, he had no idea that the patient lying inside the ambulance he had just passed was his wife.

Meanwhile, in the ER of Maple Glen Hospital, Amelia had already been rushed into surgery.

Mason waited anxiously outside, fear still lingering in his chest.

He did not dare imagine what would have happened if he had arrived even slightly later.

Chapter 167 Something’s Wrong

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Earlier that night, he had dropped her off at the Rowe Villa. Before leaving, he had deliberately texted her, “Text me when you get inside.”

Yet after driving all the way home, the reply never came

In the spacious living room, he unlocked his phone again and again, refreshing the empty chat window.

“Daddy Mason, what’s wrong? You keep looking at your phone,” Hayden asked curiously.

Mason forced a smile.

Hayden tilted his head and guessed, “Are you waiting for Aunt Amelia’s message? Could it be that her family found out we went out together today, and she’s getting scolded?”

Mason’s expression darkened as he immediately called Amelia.

The call connected.

The ringing tone echoed endlessly.

But until the call ended automatically, there was only silence.

Mason’s heart sank instantly.

She is probably in the shower and didn’t hear the phone.

That was how he comforted himself.

More than ten minutes later, Mason dialed the number again.

The result was exactly the

Her phone remained unanswered.

Something was wrong.

If Amelia were fine, she would not ignore both his calls and messages.

Unable to sit still any longer, Mason stood up.

“Hayden, go to bed early,” he said, then rushed out and drove toward Rowe Villa again.

What awaited him was a reality far crueler than his worst fears.

Ethan’s black sedan entered the Rowe Villa and came to smooth stop in front of the side building.

He turned off the engine, picked up the medicine bag from the passenger seat, and headed straight for the side building where Hannah lived, not the main building he shared with Amelia.

He pushed the door open. Only a dim floor lamp was lit inside.

Wearing a nightgown, Hannah leaned against the couch When she heard the door, she looked up, her pale face carefully arranged into a look of delicate fragility.

“Ethan, you’re back.”

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Chapter 167 Something’s Wrong

Her voice was soft and faint.

The sight immediately seized Ethan’s heart.

Pity and guilt surged within him.

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“Why are you still awake?” he asked, striding over as he placed the medicine bag on the coffee table. “You look terrible. Are you feeling worse?”

He opened the box, poured a cup of warm water, and handed both the medicine and the glass to her. “Here, take the medicine first. You’ll feel better.”

Hannah did not take them right away. Instead, she frowned slightly with concern and glanced toward the main house outside the window. “Ethan, earlier I thought I heard some noise outside. I’m not sure what happened. Should you go check on Ms. Harlow?”

Her words were hesitant, as if she were worried and afraid to say too much.

Ethan’s expression darkened with displeasure.

“There’s no rush,” he said coldly. “What could happen to her at home? You’re the one I’m worried about. Does your head still hurt?” He moved the glass closer to her lips, his tone firm. “Take the medicine first.”

The indifference he showed when mentioning Amelia stood in stark contrast to the gentle concern he showed Hannah.

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