When Love Finds Its Way Back (Cassienne and Dreston) novel Chapter 309

Chapter Three Hundred And Nine: Tina Murmured

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The private jet landed smoothly at Lisbourn International Private Aviation Terminal shortly after noon. Dark clouds stretched across the sky while a cold breeze swept through the heavily secured runway area.

Everything had already been prepared well ahead of arrival. No media. No public access. No unnecessary personnel. Only heavily armed security, medical transport teams, and authorized hospital staff occupied the isolated section of the terminal.

Inside the rear section of the aircraft, the temporary airborne ICU remained fully active even after landing, Portable cardiac monitors continued their steady rhythm beside Tina Ackley while oxygen support remained connected carefully beside her transport bed. Several IV lines fed medication slowly into her system. The portable ventilator maintained controlled breathing support while one of the neurological specialists checked her pupil response again.

“Vitals stable.”

“Prepare ground transfer.”

“Careful with the line placement.”

The medical team moved professionally around her without pause. Everything was controlled. Everything was precise.

At the entrance of the aircraft stairs, Ray Simpson stood waiting alongside the emergency transport unit from Simpson Medical Center. And the moment he stepped forward fully, several nurses nearby visibly lost focus for a second.

Because Ray Simpson was dangerously handsome. Not in an arrogant way. Not loud. Not flashy. Just effortlessly commanding. Tall. Broad shoulders beneath a charcoal overcoat. Dark hair neatly pushed back. Sharp jawline. Calm eyes that carried both intelligence and natural authority.

And beside him stood Dreston Tremont. Still dressed in dark tailored clothing despite the exhaustion visible beneath his eyes. Cold. Composed. Intimidating.

The contrast between both men was enough to completely destabilize the younger nursing staff nearby. “Oh my God…” one of the nurses whispered beneath her breath.

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Another stared openly for a second before quickly pretending to focus on her tablet. “Are those men even real?”

A third nurse let out a nervous breath. “I suddenly understand why rich women make terrible decisions.” That nearly made another nurse choke trying not to laugh.

But then one woman stepped slightly forward from behind the transport team. And immediately, several nurses became quiet.

Vivian Watson was beautiful enough to draw attention naturally. Long dark hair. Sharp eyes. Confident posture. The kind of woman who knew exactly the effect she had on people.

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Vivian watched Dreston for several silent seconds before speaking calmly. “That man is mine.”

The nearby nurses nearly stopped breathing.

One of them blinked rapidly. “Vivian…”

But Vivian remained completely serious. No matter what.”

Silence followed immediately afterward. Because everyone there knew one thing about Vivian Watson. She always got what she wanted.

Unfortunately for her, neither Dreston nor Ray even noticed the scene happening around them.

Because both men were completely focused on Tina’s condition.

“Her neurological response?” Ray asked immediately as the transport team approached.

“Still minimal,” one of the doctors answered. “No regained consciousness during flight.”

Ray nodded once before stepping closer to Tina himself. And the moment he truly saw her condition, his expression changed slightly.

Not visibly emotional. But disturbed.

Because this had clearly gone far beyond public scandal.

Tina looked fragile.

The bruising around her face remained faintly visible while several monitoring wires remained attached carefully across her body. The sight unsettled him more than expected.

“She was stable throughout the flight?” Ray asked./

“Yes, Doctor Simpson.”

Ray nodded once again before turning toward the waiting medical convoy. “Move her directly to the neurological intensive care floor.”

Immediately, the transport team moved into action.

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The transition from aircraft to ground ICU transfer happened with carefulness. The portable ventilator remained secured during movement while nurses stabilized the medication pumps and mobile monitoring equipment around Tina’s transport bed.

“Maintain oxygen support.”

“Monitor blood pressure.”

“Keep the head stabilized.”

The convoy departed shortly afterward beneath a heavy security escort.

Throughout the drive toward Simpson Medical Center, Dreston remained seated silently beside Harold and Marianne Ackley. Marianne barely spoke the entire time. Her fingers remained tightly clasped together in her lap while she stared silently through the window beside her.

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Vivian watched Dreston for several silent seconds before speaking calmly. “That man is mine.”

The nearby nurses nearly stopped breathing.

One of them blinked rapidly. “Vivian…”

But Vivian remained completely serious. No matter what.”

Silence followed immediately afterward. Because everyone there knew one thing about Vivian Watson. She always got what she wanted.

Unfortunately for her, neither Dreston nor Ray even noticed the scene happening around them.

Because both men were completely focused on Tina’s condition.

“Her neurological response?” Ray asked immediately as the transport team approached.

“Still minimal,” one of the doctors answered. “No regained consciousness during flight.”

Ray nodded once before stepping closer to Tina himself. And the moment he truly saw her condition, his expression changed slightly.

Not visibly emotional. But disturbed.

Because this had clearly gone far beyond public scandal.

Tina looked fragile.

The bruising around her face remained faintly visible while several monitoring wires remained attached carefully across her body. The sight unsettled him more than expected.

“She was stable throughout the flight?” Ray asked./

“Yes, Doctor Simpson.”

Ray nodded once again before turning toward the waiting medical convoy. “Move her directly to the neurological intensive care floor.”

Immediately, the transport team moved into action.

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The transition from aircraft to ground ICU transier happened with carefulness. The portable ventilator remained secured during movement while nurses stabilized the medication pumps and mobile monitoring equipment around Tina’s transport bed.

“Maintain oxygen support.”

“Monitor blood pressure.”

“Keep the head stabilized.”

The convoy departed shortly afterward beneath a heavy security escort.

Throughout the drive toward Simpson Medical Center, Dreston remained seated silently beside Harold and Marianne Ackley. Marianne barely spoke the entire time. Her fingers remained tightly clasped together in her lap while she stared silently through the window beside her.

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The emotional exhaustion on her face made her look years older today.

Harold remained equally quiet. But unlike his wife, his silence felt thoughtful. Disturbed.

And Dreston noticed it again.

By the time they arrived at Simpson Medical Center, the private emergency entrance had already been completely secured. The hospital itself stood like a monument of wealth and medical excellence against the cloudy Lisbourn skyline. Massive glass architecture. Private executive wings. Elite medical security. Controlled elegance.

Inside, the transfer operation resumed immediately. The ICU transport team guided Tina through restricted medical corridors while several doctors updated Ray continuously.

“She remains sedated.”

“Neurological activity is still inconsistent.”

“Possible delayed trauma response.”

Dreston walked silently beside the moving ICU unit the entire time. Watching. Thinking

And strangely, every time he looked at Tina now, he no longer saw the woman who had blackmailed him.

He saw someone terrified. Someone who knew something dangerous.

Eventually, Tina was transferred successfully into one of the secured neurological ICU suites inside Simpson Medical Center.

The room itself looked more advanced than most private hospitals entirely. Specialized neurological monitors lined the walls. Critical life support systems remained active beside her. Private security officers occupied the hallway outside immediately.

Only after the medical team stabilized everything did Ray finally step out into the hallway beside Dreston. For a few moments, neither man spoke.

Then Ray finally looked toward him properly. “You look terrible.”

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