Second Marriage to Mr. Rich (Ned Fletcher) novel Chapter 258

"Yes, it's been treated!" Gregory said to Angeline over the phone.

He glanced at Ned.

"Ned stayed in the hospital overnight so that they could keep him under observation. He will probably be discharged if his follow-up results are okay today."

"Will you delay your return to Cloudsville?"

Gregory had intentionally mentioned Ned, but Angeline clearly had no interest in the subject.

"Yes, I'll be returning the day after tomorrow. There are so many things to do in the lab. I can't leave it all to Reese."

"Alright! If you need anything, give me a call. I'm busy, so I'll talk to you next time."

When Ned heard that Angeline was about to hang up, he sat up straight. His mouth opened as if to say something. He looked at Gregory.

"Alright. Bye!"

Gregory avoided Ned's gaze as he hung up.

He frowned and said, "Look, Angeline simply doesn't want to hear about you. Forget it, Ned! You have a fiancée now. What would be the point of bothering Angeline again?"

Trevor stood in the doorway and knocked.

"Mr. Fletcher, Mr. Reilly heard you were admitted to the hospital and asked if we could recall all the prescriptions in time?"

"Mr. Marshall."

Trevor turned at the sound of the voice and saw Ingrid, who was covered up from head to toe. She was holding a thermos.

"Ms. Dalton! You're here to see Mr. Fletcher."

Trevor smiled and moved aside so that she could enter first.

Ned turned when he heard Ingrid's name. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the doorway.

"Ned, you're awake!"

Ned pressed hard on his head, which felt like it was about to burst. He looked up at Ingrid with bloodshot eyes.

When she heard this, Ingrid shot up so fast that her knees bumped into the coffee table and upset the thermos she placed on it. Scalding hot soup splashed over her legs, and she screamed.

Gregory immediately pulled her aside.

"Call the doctor! Hurry!"

Under her mask, Ingrid's face was completely pale. Her eyes trembled as she gazed at Ned. She could not even be bothered by the pain in her legs as she tried to defend herself.

"N-Ned… What are you saying? Have you recovered your memories? Do you remember everything?"

"Yes. Ned has recovered his memories," Gregory answered on Ned's behalf.

Ingrid clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.

"So Ned, do you think that you still love Angie more? Are you only saying this because you want to cancel our wedding? Do… do you want to put all the blame on me? I wasn't imitating Angie. I was always like that, even before I met you! You can go ahead and check!"