The Genius Ex-Wife’s Revenge Portfolio novel Chapter 893

Jason didn’t belong to her anymore. She knew it. He probably didn’t even want to see her again.

“Ella, I know you’ve been busy. Go on, get back to it,” Lilly said softly.

“Okay.”

They hung up. A tiny bit of relief washed over Lilly, but only for a moment. All she wanted now was for Jason to get better.

Suddenly, her phone started ringing again. She glanced at the screen. Another call.

She answered, and Kent’s familiar voice came through. “Lilly? It’s Kent, Mr. Farill’s assistant.”

“Kent? Why are you calling me?”

“Lilly, you need to come to the hospital. The boss, he’s here. He’s been admitted.”

Her heart dropped.

“What happened? Why is he in the hospital?” Her grip tightened on the phone as she sat up, wide awake now.

“Lilly, last night he stayed out in the rain. All night. The doctor said it was stress and exposure. He collapsed. He’s here now.”

So he hadn’t left at all. He’d collapsed, right there.

He was in the hospital.

Lilly’s chest ached.

“Lilly, please, come see him.”

Should she go? They’d already broken up. She’d pushed him away for his own good. If she went now, it would just make things harder for both of them.

“No. I can’t. He’s in the hospital, he’ll be taken care of. The doctors will look after him.”

“Lilly, are you sure? While he was unconscious, he kept calling your name. He really wants to see you.”

He called her name?

Jason looked like a ghost, his face almost white against the pillow. He stared at Kent. “She’s not coming, is she?”

Kent hesitated, searching for something comforting to say. “She said she’s busy right now, but she’ll come as soon as she can. She wants you to rest.”

Jason just stared at the ceiling. He knew Kent was lying. Lilly wasn’t coming. She wouldn’t even come see him for a moment.

He had refused to accept the breakup, had convinced himself she was just angry, that she didn’t mean it. But now it was clear. Lilly really didn’t want him anymore.

She’d left him behind. Again.

A bitter smile flickered on his lips. A single, hot tear slipped down his cheek.

And then he faded back into unconsciousness. His fever burned higher, coming in relentless waves that just wouldn’t break.

Most of the time, Jason hovered between dreams and wakefulness, never really aware of anything.

Kent stayed by his side, refusing to leave, just watching over him, completely lost as to why his boss had fallen so ill, so suddenly.