The Coldest Man in the Room Melted Only for Me novel Chapter 347

Franklin shook his head. "No, we can't go to the hospital. Who knows how many eyes are secretly watching Mr. St. John? If news gets out that he's in critical condition, St. John Global will plunge into absolute chaos.

"When that happens, no one will be able to control the situation. Those old foxes hiding in the shadows waiting for an opportunity will definitely pounce and take a bite while things are messy. Everything Mr. St. John fought so hard to take back will be lost."

Riley simply couldn't understand. "What could possibly be more important than his life?"

Franklin let out a heavy sigh. "Riley, there are some things you can't just walk away from and expect to live in peace. Mr. St. John went missing when he was fifteen because he was kidnapped.

"He was so young back then. How could he have gotten in anyone's way? But he was the eldest grandson of the St. John family. That title gave him immense prestige, but it also brought him fatal danger. It became shackles he could never break free from.

"After he went missing, Madeline lost her mind, and Sebastian's father died in a car crash. Neither of those were accidents. The only way Mr. St. John could survive was to make himself so powerful and terrifying that others wouldn't dare make a move against him.

"The outside world only sees Mr. St. John as a ruthless, cold-blooded killer. No one ever stops to wonder why he had to become that way. He was forced into it. If he wasn't ruthless, the one dead would be him!"

Riley was just an ordinary person. Even though she had been married to Pierce, she had never truly been a part of his world. She had only heard tales of the deceit and cutthroat power struggles within elite families, but she had never witnessed them firsthand.

Hearing Franklin speak now sent chills down her spine. The very thought that such horrific things had happened to Sebastian sent sharp, needle-like pain shooting through her chest.

She had only ever seen his glamorous, untouchable exterior. She had never known how much he carried entirely on his own.

Seeing Riley's face grow even paler, Franklin realized his words had frightened her. He quickly added, "Those things are in the past. With Zach here, Mr. St. John is going to be fine."

Yes, he was going to be fine.

Riley looked at Franklin. "Go get some rest. I'll watch over him tonight."

"You don't have to. You should go home. You have a child waiting for you."

"Alora has Mrs. Gable. I'm a doctor. I have more experience taking care of patients than you do. Look at yourself—if you don't rest, you're going to collapse. If you collapse, how are you going to take care of him?"

Franklin recognized the firm resolve in Riley's eyes. In truth, deep down, he was hoping Riley would stay. The boss treasured her so much; maybe having her by his side would help him wake up sooner. "Alright, I'll listen to you. Call me immediately if anything happens."

"I will."

Franklin stood up to head to his room, but paused after a few steps, remembering something. "Zach will be coming by later tonight. Make sure to let him in."

"Got it."

Franklin went to his room to rest.

Riley called Mrs. Gable, telling her there was an emergency at the hospital and she wouldn't be coming home tonight. Then, she stood up and walked into Sebastian's room.

She went into the en-suite bathroom, filled a basin with warm water, and gently wiped down Sebastian's face, neck, and hands. Just as she finished pouring the water out, the doorbell rang.

She hurried out and opened the door.

Zach was visibly stunned when he saw Riley standing there.

Noticing the medical kit in Zach's hand, along with a large bag of medical supplies in the other, Riley immediately reached out to help. "Let me take that."

"It's fine. I can handle this much." Zach walked into the apartment, headed straight into the master bedroom, and approached Sebastian's bed. He checked his temperature and quickly assessed his physical condition.

Zach went back to prepping the meds. "When are you heading back?"

"I'm not going back tonight."

Zach glanced at Riley again. "Staying to keep him company?"

"Yeah."

"That's good." If Sebastian were awake, he'd be absolutely thrilled.

A few minutes later, Zach came over to set up Sebastian's IV drip.

Several IV bags hung on the stand, the clear liquid dripping steadily down the thin tubing and flowing slowly into Sebastian's veins through the catheter in his arm.

Zach adjusted the drip rate and looked at Riley. "Do you know how to change the bags and remove the needle?"

"Yes." She had done clinical rotations before and was fully trained in basic procedures.

Zach gave a single nod. "I'll be out in the living room. Call me anytime if you need anything."

"Okay."

Zach packed up his medical kit and left the room.