Sheryl actually understood that the public would definitely misunderstand and even defame her after she was forced to confess to the porn-photos scandal. But at this point, others' comments and opinions were not important to her at all. The most important thing was that she needed to visit Nancy.
If Nancy had truly gotten severely hurt due to the kidnapping, it would be very bad news.
"Is the hospital a place for you to gossip?" Charles spoke sharply to the people whispering around them. He couldn't bear the thought that someone wanted to slander Sheryl.
Maybe it was Charles's stern tone that scared the gossipers away. Those curious hospital staff immediately returned to focus on their job upon hearing Charles' words.
The patients who were bystanders also walked back to their wards after realizing there was nothing to expect.
"Excuse me, was a patient named Nancy sent here this afternoon? Which ward is she in now?" Charles asked a nurse in a calm voice.
"Nancy? Is she the patient who is still unconscious?" Slightly surprised that the cold president would speak to her, the young nurse checked her files. "Yes,"
Charles nodded. "And which room is she in?"
"Room 302, the one on the corner to your right," the nurse replied after checking the patient record. She felt very shy around Charles and could feel herself blushing uncontrollably.
The man standing in front of her was that famous president who was envied by many people. And he was talking to her of all people!
His wife had cheated on him and confessed to her affair at the live press conference. And now he was here talking to her. How lucky she was! Maybe if she performed well, he would notice her and maybe even fall in love with her.
If this happened, it would no doubt be the peak of her life.
"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me? They've already left," another nurse said, bringing her back to reality.
Shaking her head quickly to get her senses back, the nurse looked around hoping to spot Charles. To her surprise, she found that he was holding his wife's hand as they walked together toward the ward.
Merely judging from their backs, one could tell how much this cold president loved his wife.
The scene witnessed by these young nurses made all of them envy Sheryl.
But all they could do was to envy. It was clear they had no chance.
While the nurses were still green with envy, Sheryl and Charles had already arrived at the ward, which was equipped with three beds. Nancy lay in the bed sandwiched between the other two, which were also occupied by patients.
The ward was very small. Nancy's son was already sitting with her and now, with Charles and Sheryl entering the ward, it was becoming quite packed. There was so little room that it would be difficult for anyone else to fit.
Seeing the family arrive, the man sitting beside Nancy's bed suddenly stood up and opened his mouth in an attempt to say something. But he finally gave up as he wasn't sure how to express his feelings. On the one hand, he felt unhappy about how they chose to ignore Nancy's injury. On the other hand, his family had to depend on Charles and Sheryl in order to survive.
He felt so helpless.
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