The One I Should've Married (Stella and Sebastian) novel Chapter 167

Before heading to Thailand.

Beatrice decided to make one last desperate attempt and went straight to the hospital to find Julian.

She wanted to see if Julian could recover within a week and bring Stella back.

Instead, the moment she entered Julian's room, she saw Arthur kick Vivienne away.

The next second, the cane in his hand lashed down on Julian, who was trembling in terror.

Beatrice was utterly shocked.

Witnessing this scene, Beatrice plunged straight into despair!

Especially when she heard Julian constantly muttering, "Ghost, there's a ghost, there's a ghost..."

Despair didn't even begin to cover it.

All the hope in her heart came crashing down in that exact moment...

Just as Arthur raised his cane again, she rushed forward and grabbed his arm. "Mr. Sinclair, you can't hit him anymore."

"He's your own grandson!"

If he kept beating him, how could Julian's spirit ever stabilize?

Seeing Beatrice, Arthur's fury only intensified. "Get out of my way!!"

Lawrence was severely injured and comatose, and Julian's divorce from Stella had plunged the Sinclairs into this mess.

Right now, no amount of pleading from anyone would work.

He just wanted to beat this bastard to death...

"If you keep hitting him, Julian is going to die." Beatrice couldn't let Arthur continue.

Deep down, she still desperately hoped Julian would recover quickly.

Then she could feed Stella that medicine, and everything would return to the peaceful, comfortable life they had at the Sinclair estate for the past three years.

That era of tranquility and comfort.

Arthur, already consumed by rage, snapped, "Better if he dies! It'd be a clean end, and he wouldn't cause the Sinclairs any more trouble!"

Saying that, Arthur kicked Beatrice away as well.

"And you have the nerve to speak! Ivy Sloane has been clinging to Julian all these years, and you had a hand in that, didn't you?"

Beatrice was completely stunned.

Hearing Arthur's accusation, Beatrice's face drained of color, and she frantically shook her head. "No, I..."

"Your family has lived far too comfortably off Channing Group these past few years!"

Beatrice's eyelid twitched violently. What... what did that mean?!

Remembering Asher's demand to repay all the money she had siphoned to her maiden family, Beatrice still hadn't managed to catch her breath from that blow.

And now, hearing Arthur's blatantly threatening tone.

Her heart leapt straight into her throat...

"Dad, you really can't hit him anymore. No matter what you say, Julian is still your grandson," Vivienne pleaded, her eyes brimming with tears.

This was her most cherished youngest son. Even if he hadn't achieved much, he had always been very close to her.

Arthur was exhausted from the exertion anyway.

Plus, he had spent the entire day dealing with those old fools at the Sinclair Group. "Make this little bastard bring Stella back to the Sinclair estate immediately. If he doesn't, he can go die!"

Vivienne's expression froze at his words.

Couldn't he see the state Julian was in? Looking like this, could Stella possibly follow him back to the Sinclair estate?

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