Chapter 762 What Do You Mean By Infertile
After Derrick arrived, Isabella was still adamant about suing Tiffany. Derrick reached out to a high-rank officer whom he knew at the station, but Isabella still refused to budge. At the end of the day, Amelia could only call Oscar to come over.
Isabella’s attitude took a one-hundred-and-eighty shift the moment Oscar arrived. “Oscar, you’re here! I was just trying to pull Amelia’s leg. I told her my injury isn’t a big deal, but Amelia insisted on calling you over.” Isabella smiled.
Oscar glanced at her briefly. “She said you wanted to sue Tiffany. Do you still want to do that now that I’m here? If not, I’m asking the chief to retract the report.”
“This is just a misunderstanding,” Isabella replied, biting her lip. “There’s no way I’ll make things difficult for Tiffany. After all, she’s Amelia’s friend. I didn’t intend to bring her to court. I was just joking when I said that.” She turned to Amelia. “Amelia, are you angry with me? I was just kidding. You’ll forgive me, right?”
Amelia forced a smile.
Since Isabella had said so, Oscar pulled some strings and requested that the police drop the charges. Then, he patted Amelia’s head and asked, “Did you get hurt?”
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Amelia shook her head.
“Make sure you inform me right away next time anything happens. I want to hear everything from you, not the others. All right?” Oscar reminded.
“Don’t worry. I’ll protect myself.” Amelia wanted to say something else, but suddenly, Isabella ran into her from behind, pushing her forward. In a quick swoop, Oscar pulled her back and glared at Isabella.
“I’m sorry, Oscar. I didn’t do it on purpose,” Isabella said carefully. “My head hurts, and I can’t walk properly. Could you send me to the hospital to check on my wound again? The pain is excruciating.”
Oscar called the driver over and ordered, “Send Ms. Walker to the hospital to get her wound treated. You’re not obliged to treat her nicely. Just make sure she stays alive.”
The driver’s lips twitched. “Sure, Mr. Clinton.”
Isabella’s hand on her head froze. Oscar is so cruel!
“Could you guys send me there, Oscar? You should at least show remorse after what Tiffany did to me, right?” Isabella asked pitifully.
“Caleb, didn’t you see that Ms. Walker is so weak she’s almost fainting? Send her to the hospital. Quick.”
The driver nodded and gestured for Isabella to enter.
“Over here, Ms. Walker,” he said.
Isabella had no choice but to get into the car as she was told.
“Thank you so much, Mr. Clinton!” Tiffany said, watching the car speed off.
Oscar nodded lightly. “Derrick, why don’t you send Tiffany back first? She doesn’t look well.”
Derrick seemed to have something else to say, but Amelia beat him to it. “Derrick, I’d like to talk to Amelia. Do you mind grabbing some food with Oscar?”
Derrick nodded and left with Oscar.
After that, Amelia helped Tiffany to a tree and sat down under the shade. “What did the doctor say?”
“I went for a checkup to know when I can start preparing for pregnancy, but the doctor said that even with the uterine septum surgery, it’ll still be difficult for me to have a child. That means I’ll probably never get to be a mother,” Tiffany admitted with a sad smile.
To Tiffany, her infertility was the most devastating blow. She had always wanted to give Derrick children of their own and had been making the necessary preparation. However, her hope was crushed when the doctor said she could not get pregnant.
Tiffany could already imagine how the Hissons would react when they heard about the news.
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