Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1987

Chapter 1987 Get Married Soon

Shortly after, the pair arrived over at the wards. There, they spotted Solomon talking to a doctor in a white coat outside of the intensive care unit. “Uncle Solomon!” Susan called out when she saw him. “Mr. Hayes is here…”

Susan’s initial intention was to inform Solomon that there was even less need to worry now that the rock of their family was there. Once her voice trailed off, however, she noticed Solomon’s back stiffened.

A couple of minutes later, when the lot of them gathered inside the doctor’s office, Susan stood by the door and watched while the poor doctor almost crumbled from the pressure exerted by those two big shots’ formidable presence.

“Uh… Gentlemen, although the patient has yet to regain consciousness, we’re actually quite optimistic about his prognosis. There’s nothing to worry about.” “Then he….”

“Okay. That’s good enough.” Sebastian, who was at the side with both hands casually tucked into his own pockets, interrupted before Solomon could finish his sentence.

Following that, the former turned to walk out. At a loss for words, it took Susan some time to react before she followed that man toward the ward. “Mr. Hayes… Does Mrs. Hayes know about this? I meant to tell you about it yesterday, but my head was all over the place. S-So I…”

“It’s fine.” While walking ahead of her, Sebastian calmly cut her off. “You’ve handled this situation very well. I did not tell her because she isn’t well at the moment, so both of you don’t have to go back after Ian is discharged either. Just put yourselves up at the villa that we recently bought and let him recuperate there.”

It was quite remarkable how he was able to so efficiently make future arrangements for Susan and Ian within the less-than-half-an-hour period he got there.

Nothing would have suited Susan’s wishes better. On top of not wanting to make the people back home worry, she was still feeling pangs of guilt for her own oversight that led up to that incident. Being able to fully commit to caring for her beloved was something she was more than happy to do.

However, Solomon was not pleased when he learned about that decision.

“Do you have any idea how badly he is hurt, Sebastian? Why do you still allow him to continue to stay on? Don’t you think you’re being very complacent? Aren’t you worried about something happening to him whilst he’s here? How do you plan to explain this to Nancy?”

“What do I have to answer to her for? It’s not like I’m responsible for any of this!” he retorted without hesitancy.

All of a sudden, Susan stood there dumbstruck and watched with her heart in her throat. Solomon was so incensed that he turned blue in the face.

She wondered if she should try to step away for a bit.

Just as she was about to move, the person behind her tossed out another couple more of those insensitive remarks.

“What’s more, what’s the big deal about him sustaining a little injury? Back in the day, didn’t I survive lying inside the Aquene Temple for three whole years just fine? How could he call himself a man without bearing a single battle scar on his person?”

For the longest time, the corridor along those wards was in an absolute state of silence.

The word “scar” was fitting in this context.

In the end, Solomon kept his thoughts to himself.

As expected, Ian, awoke in the intensive care unit at around ten o’clock. Coincidentally, Haruto arrived from Jetroina at the same time, which meant Ian would basically be in good hands.

Susan was finally able to put her mind at complete ease.

Following that, she left the company’s matters to the two elderly gentlemen and stayed at the hospital to look after Ian.

On the same afternoon, the whole of Southeast Astoria saw a major report concerning Hayes Corporation, the recent talk of the town. Everyone saw on the news that apart from the head of Hayes Corporation, there was another unexpected party that would be involved in the talks with Southeast Astoria; A government representative from Hayes Corporation’s country of origin.