The Breaking Point of Love novel Chapter 298

Chapter 298

Celeste was just about to speak when Trevor’s phone rang again.

It was probably Wynn. As he walked toward the door, he picked up the call and said gently, “It’s not too serious, no need to worry too much-

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After Trevor stepped out to take the call and returned, Jordyn had woken up. Seeing both of them, she sleepily called out, “Daddy, Mommy.”

Celeste and Trevor responded at the same time, “Yes.”

Maybe her head was still spinning–lying in bed, Jordyn glanced at Trevor, then at Celeste. Not long after waking, she frowned in discomfort and drifted back to sleep.

Worried about disturbing her rest, Celeste and Trevor fell into a natural silence. After Jordyn had fully settled into sleep again, Trevor turned to Celeste. “Are you staying?”

Celeste didn’t respond, but by remaining in her seat, she had already given her answer.

Trevor didn’t say anything more either. He simply went over to the other couch and sat down.

Celeste stayed seated in the chair by the bed, and after a while, without realizing it, she dozed off.

By the time she woke again, daylight had broken.

She was lying on Jordyn’s hospital bed.

Celeste blinked in surprise. Last night, she clearly–she paused and looked toward the couch.

Trevor was sleeping with his head propped against his hand. Whether it was a coincidence or he had felt her gaze, he suddenly opened his eyes and met hers.

Celeste looked away, saying nothing. She didn’t ask if it had been him who had carried her to the bed.

Trevor didn’t bring it up either.

He straightened his legs and asked, “Are you going home for breakfast or eating here?”

Celeste didn’t answer. She had her own plans.

Seeing that she didn’t want to talk to him, Trevor wasn’t upset, but didn’t press further.

A short while later, Jordyn woke up.

As the doctor came in to examine her, Peter and Hannah entered the room carrying breakfast.

When they saw Celeste, they greeted her in unison, “Mrs. Fleming.”

At the title, Celeste frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Peter and Hannah placed the breakfast on the coffee table. Trevor had instructed them to bring a portion for Celeste as well.

Peter said, “Mrs. Fleming, why don’t you come eat something?”

Celeste shook her head, then said to Jordyn, who was eating breakfast, “Mommy’s going home to take a sho I’ll come back and see you later.”

“Okay,” Jordyn, who was still woozy, replied weakly. “But Mommy, come back soon.”

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Chapter 298

“I will.”

Celeste picked up her bag, gave Jordyn one last glance, then turned and left.

Back home, she showered, ate breakfast, and returned to the hospital.

On the way, she called Matthias, told him about what had happened to Jordyn, and said, “I’ll check on the situation. I might not be back to the office until the afternoon.”

No matter what, Jordyn was her daughter. Something like this had happened–of course, Celeste should be there to care for her.

Matthias simply replied, “Alright.”

When she arrived at the hospital and entered the room, she saw Beck and Miles.

Miles glanced at her and curled his lips, but said nothing. Beck looked like he wanted to speak–but with Trevor here, it wasn’t his place.

He lowered his gaze and turned his head slightly toward Trevor.

Trevor looked at Celeste and took the initiative. “You’re here?”

Just then, Jordyn also called out, “Mommy.”

Celeste looked at her. “Yes.”

Beck and Miles had work to get back to and didn’t stay long. After saying goodbye to Jordyn and giving Celeste a glance, they left together.

Jordyn’s condition wasn’t too serious, and only one person needed to stay with her. Celeste thought Trevor would leave with them.

But he didn’t. He remained in the room, staying by Jordyn’s side while also handling work.

Celeste said nothing about it.

That afternoon, not long after Jordyn fell asleep, Celeste also closed her eyes and rested for a bit.

When she woke, she saw Peter in the room.

At that moment, she heard Trevor, typing on his laptop, say to Peter, “Mrs. Fleming is awake–go bring her the soup.”

Peter responded cheerfully and walked over carrying a ceramic jar. “Mrs. Fleming, Mr. Fleming had someone prepare this for you. Would you like some?”

Celeste was still groggy from sleep. After a moment, once she had fully processed what was said, she frowned slightly and looked at Trevor.