The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 605

By the time Evelyn arrived at the hospital, the sun hadn't even fully risen.

The fluorescent lights in the hallway were a sickly, harsh white, washing the color out of everyone's faces. She bypassed the ICU completely and walked straight into the doctor's office.

The attending physician was a French man in his fifties named Dr. Silas Moretti, sporting graying hair and gold-rimmed glasses. He took them off when he saw her walk in.

"Dr. Sullivan."

"Dr. Moretti, how is Louis doing?"

Dr. Moretti flipped open a medical chart. "He woke up during the night. He's conscious, able to speak, and recognizes people. The intracranial bleeding hasn't expanded, so there's no need for a secondary surgery at the moment. We'll have to check the healing progress of the fracture in his left arm with a CT scan next week. As for the rib that punctured his lung—the wound has already begun to heal."

Evelyn let out a long breath of relief. "Can I go see him?"

"Yes. But he's still quite weak, so please keep it brief."

"I will."

Evelyn turned to leave, pausing at the door. "Thank you, Dr. Moretti."

"It's what I'm here for."

When she pushed open the door to the ICU, it was incredibly quiet inside. The heart monitor beeped in a slow, rhythmic tempo. Louis lay in the bed, his face wrapped in bandages, leaving only his eyes visible. His left arm was encased in a cast, suspended in the air.

When he saw Evelyn, his eyes shifted.

Evelyn walked over and sat down beside the bed. She looked at him for a few seconds before speaking.

"Louis, I'm so sorry."

The corner of Louis's mouth twitched. It was a minuscule movement, but Evelyn caught it—he was smiling.

"What are you talking about?" His voice was raspy, sounding like his throat had been scrubbed with sandpaper. "Who could have guessed? I hitch a ride and end up getting smashed by a truck."

Evelyn remained silent.

Louis looked at her. Even though his eyes were swollen, they were still sharp and bright. "Don't give me that look. It wasn't your fault."

"It was our fault. That car belonged to my family, and the hit was meant for us."

"So what?" Louis's voice remained hoarse, but his tone was dead serious. "I'm not an idiot. Before I got into your car, I knew there were risks."

Evelyn was stunned. "You knew?"

"I guessed." Louis paused, taking a shallow breath. "You're investigating Logan. I know that. And Logan is a lunatic who will do whatever it takes when he's backed into a corner. I thought about all of that the moment I climbed into your car."