Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235 Greta’s Heart Stopped 

Ashley answered the call. After a while, she said, “Got it. Ask them to wait in the reception room. I’ll be right back” 

Seeing as Ashley was busy, Emelie didn’t want to delay her. “Lean head back on my own. But my phone’s dead. The hospital should have power banks for rent. Could you help me 

Ashley agreed. “The charging stations are usually at the front desk. Let’s head there.” 

Emelie quickly finished her milk and bread. Then, they walked together to the front desk. 

On the way, she said, “I need to come up with an excuse to tell my mom why my dad’s release is delayed by a week. She cannot know about the fight She’s still in the hospital” 

Ashley nodded. “You definitely can’t tell her the truth.” 

The weather was gloomy. The clouds were gray, and the wind was chilly. 

Emelie looked at the sky, feeling a shiver run through her. She murmured, “: 

“She wouldn’t be able to handle it.” 

It was just past nine. The doctor at Centra Hospital hadn’t made their rounds yet 

Greta’s caregiver brought a basin of hot water to help her wash up. She also turned Greta over to prevent her from getting bedsores. 

Meanwhile, Eliana went downstairs to buy breakfast. Greta seemed to be in better spirits today. She smiled at the caregiver. “Thank you for your hard work.” 

“It’s no trouble at all it’s just part of my job,” the caregiver made small talk with her. “Your daughter has been on a business trip for quite some time. She should be back soon, right?” 

Greta raised her band cooperatively. “Yes, very soon. She called a few days ago and said she would be back today or tomorrow. 

“And if I remember correctly, your husband is due to be released soon, right?” 

Greta’s improved spirits were clearly tied to this thought. “Yes, you’re right. He’s coming out tomorrow.” 

The caregiver looked around and suddenly remarked, “But I don’t think he’ll be out tomorrow.” 

Greta was taken aback. “What do you mean by that?” 

The caregiver helped her change into a clean hospital gown and clicked her tongue. “Don’t be upset. I’m not trying to worry you, but I heard he got into a fight with another inmate yesterday. 

“He broke his leg, and the other guy ended up with a head injury. It’s pretty serious.” 

Greta was shocked. Her face turned pale as she struggled to stop. “What did you say? who told you that?” 

The caregiver didn’t answer directly. She simply sighed. “Theard that fights in prison lead to extended sentences. 

“Who knows how much longer he’ll be in there now? Why was he so impulsive? Your daughter’s the one who has to clean up his mess in the end. 

“His previous assault had caused such a commotion, and now he’s involved in another fight. He’s showing no progress at all. It must be tough to become your daughter.” 

“With you in this state and him in that situation, your daughter has to shoulder all the burden. I feel sorry for her, even as an outsider…” 

Greta remained silent. Her face was as pale as a paper. She clutched her chest, struggling to breathe as the caregiver’s words echoed in her ears. 

Getting into a fight, extended sentences, and all of this mess. All the burdens tell on Emelie. 

Greta gasped for air, but it felt like no oxygen was entering her lungs. She collapsed back onto the bed, and the heart monitor emitted a piercing alarm. 

Beep, beep, beep!