Returning with Triple Treasures: My CEO Husband Is Obsessed novel Chapter 166

Chapter 166 Choosing Sides.

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Xavier’s face was grim. He moved with long, hurried strides, an icy anger radiating from him. Without so much as a glance at John walking beside him, he tossed his car keys to Jacob. John had been about to launch into another explanation, but the intensity in Xavier’s presence froze the words in his throat.

By the time John collected himself, Xavier and Jacob were already stepping into the elevator

Amelia offered him a thin smile, though her eyes held a frosty, knowing glint–as if she were aware of r more than she let on.

John simply gave a curt nod, muttered a quick “thanks,” and hurried away.

Once he was out of sight, Amelia’s smile vanished. A heavy, uneasy feeling settled her chest

Earlier, someone had asked her to bring fruit into the conference room.

But today’s meeting was closed–door, and Xavier had made it clear: no interruptions exception delivery–and that was Jacob’s responsibility.

They’d only ask her if Jacob wasn’t around.

Sure enough, Jacob had stepped out to run an errand, which was why she’d been asked to cover with the fruit tray.

Amelia figured once Jacob crossed paths with John, he’d definitely report back to Xavier.

So she had to act first.

But by now, surely the Moore family had already taken care of Isabella… right?

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On the road, Xavier kept dialing Isabella’s number. No answer.

He tried Teresa next, then even Stanley.

Still nothing.

With each unanswered call, his mood darkened further. Jacob kept stealing glances at Xavier’s expression

as he drove.

The man’s face was pale. After ending another call, he gripped his phone so tightly it seemed ready to snap in his hand.

It was a brand–new device. Jacob wasn’t sure whether to feel sorry for the phone or for Xavier.

“Drive faster.”

Xavier’s sharp command made Jacob’s heart lurch. “Yes, Mr. Moore… I’m going as fast as I can.”

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He didn’t dare mention he’d just blown through a red light because of the speed.

Xavier fell silent again, his cold gaze fixed on the road ahead, hands clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.

She couldn’t be hurt. She absolutely couldn’t be.

Jacob could feel the tension building beside him. Even in silence, Xavier seemed on the verge of shattering.

Jacob had seen this kind of emotion in him only once before–back when Isabella had died.

This time felt even more intense.

Sure enough, Xavier couldn’t hold it in any longer. He covered his mouth as a shy, wracking through him.

Jacob grew worried. “Mr. Moore, try to stay calm… Mrs. Moore might be okay. There’s no Moore would disregard your feelings entirely…”

In the five years after Isabella left, Xavier’s health had deteriorated badly. He’d only started to recover recently. Harry had warned him to take better care–to avoid extreme stress or emotional outbursts.

Just then, Jacob’s phone rang.

He didn’t want to answer, but seeing it was Harry, he picked up.

“Dr. Ashford, now’s not really a good time-”

“Noah’s condition is declining fast. Is Xavier with you? He’s not answering. Tell him to get to the hospital now.”

Harry’s urgent, clipped tone cut Jacob off.

Jacob’s stomach dropped. He glanced at Xavier, uncertain whether to relay the message.

“Was that Harry?” Xavier forced the coughing under control, sensing the shift in the air. When Jacob nodded, Xavier reached over and took the phone.

“What is it?”

Harry’s anxious voice came through clearly. “Noah’s in bad shape. They just issued a critical condition alert.

“He needs emergency surgery now, and someone has to sign the consent forms. But the situation’s dire- the success rate is only around twenty–five percent. If you don’t get here soon, you might not make it in time.”

Xavier went quiet for a long moment.

Jacob kept driving straight, though the hospital lay in the opposite direction.

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