Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 232

Bonnie gave the driver the new destination. The hospital was quite a distance away, and thanks to the heavy traffic, it took her over an hour to get there.

The moment she stepped out of the elevator, she was hit by the sound of weeping. It was gut-wrenching—the desperate sobs of adults, the wails of a child, and the shaky cries of an elderly person.

Her heart clenched. She had no idea what had happened, but as she walked toward the room Aiken had mentioned, the crying grew louder.

She slowed her pace. Inside one of the open rooms, several officers in uniform were standing with their heads bowed, looking as if they wanted to offer comfort but couldn't find the words.

She spotted the precinct instructor—the one who had given her a carton of milk the night she was at Aiken's station. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a little girl in his arms, tears streaming down his face.

One of their officers had definitely been hurt.

Taking a deep breath, she forced down the heavy lump in her throat and hurried past the room. She found Aiken's ward, and seeing the door cracked open, she pushed her way inside.

The first thing she noticed was an orange Hermès bag resting at the foot of the bed.

She blinked in surprise, realizing there were other people in the room.

Aiken turned his head. A weak smile graced his pale face when he saw her. "Bonnie. You made it."

"This is my mom, Davina, and my older sister, Wendy," he introduced smoothly. "And this is Bonnie. The one I told you about."

Her gaze lingered on the thick bandages wrapped around his head before she offered a polite nod. "It's nice to meet you."

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