Chapter 200 Who Will Take the Blame?
Chapter 200 Who Will Take the Blame?
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The lights in the operating room went out. Daniel stepped out, his expression grave, no longer the playful demeanor he had moments ago.
Seeing this, Angela hurriedly approached. “How did it go?”
Daniel nodded slightly, his voice tinged with exhaustion. “The surgery went relatively well, but she hasn’t yet passed the critical period. Whether she wakes up or not is uncertain. It would be best to find her family. Also, her will to survive… is quite low.”
Angela’s heart skipped a beat. She wasn’t worried about finding the woman’s family; the police would locate them soon enough.
As she offered to cover some of the woman’s hospital expenses, Daniel whistled nearby. “To think you’re so kind–hearted, Angie. I’ve never met someone as generous as you for as long as I’ve lived. If we hadn’t been together just now, I’d have suspected you were the one behind
the wheel.”
Angela’s eyes flickered. Does this guy ever shut his mouth?
Jonathan shot Daniel a sideways glance. “Enough chatter.”
Daniel looked unjustly accused. “I’m just looking out for her. At her young age, with no experience of the world’s harsh realities, those who know her think she’s kind–hearted, but those who don’t might have different ideas.” Then, with a yawn, he waved his hand and departed, saying he needed a nap even if the sky fell.
Angela fell silent. She knew Daniel was right. Sometimes, doing nothing was the best option. to avoid trouble. But after being given a second chance at life, she understood one thing–no need to overthink everything. Love who you want to love, do what you want to do, and as long as you have a clear conscience, that’s all that matters.
Jonathan watched Angela’s profile, his gaze turning profound.
Leaving the hospital, Angela glanced through the car window and saw the limping man and the elderly woman with silver hair entering the hospital with sad expressions. They were the woman’s husband and mother–in–law. Supporting each other, they struggled to walk as fast as they could, but it was clearly difficult. Angela felt a mix of emotions. Knowing the truth, she felt compelled to do something.
Lost in her thoughts, Angela stumbled over the threshold when she arrived home, nearly falling to the ground. Jonathan, quick on his feet, caught her waist.
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Chapter 200 Who Will Take the Blame?
“Sorry, sorry…” Angela held onto Jonathan’s arm tightly, looking startled.
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Jonathan didn’t release his grip on Angela’s waist. Instead, he patted her head gently and said softly, “I’m fine. You’re the one who needs help.”
Angela explained, “I’m just a bit worried.”
Jonathan offered a faint smile and reassured her, “Don’t worry, Daniel will handle it just fine.”
Angela hoped so. Looking up at Jonathan, there was a hint of pleading in her eyes. “Can I ask you for a favor?”
Jonathan continued to guide her inside, smiling quietly. “Of course, what is it?” His lips curved into a delightful smile, happy that Angela could come to him right away and request
Samuel looked like a guilty puppy, hanging his head. “I’ve learned my lesson, James. But, how’s the situation over there?”
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