Novel Square
Chapter 555
Chapter 555
Mike stepped out of the inpatient department and looked around, but found no sign of Violette. With a
disappointed sigh, he dialed Elijah. “Elijah, get your butt to the hospital, pronto. Violette’s gone AWOL.”
On hearing this, Elijah bolted from the villa. “What’s up?”
“Adrian’s mom had a chat with her. Bet she gave her an earful.” Mike, standing in the hospital yard,
scanning the surroundings, said, “I goofed. I was shooting the breeze with Adrian in the room, so I
didn't keep an eye on her.”
Elijah frowned. “She must be somewhere around. Wait for her at the hospital entrance.”
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Violette stepped out of the elevator, wandering aimlessly towards the outpatient building. She found a
vacant seat in the lobby filled with patients and their families. Tired, she sat down. Among the crowd, a
couple was there with their sick child.
“I never wanted this kid, but you insisted. Now look, running to the hospital every few days. Do you
know how swamped I am at work? I ain’t coming with you again.” The man huffed, blaming his wife,
who was holding their child.
“I didn’t wish for our child to be sick. What’s the use of blaming me? It’s your child too. If you don't
come with me, I won't bring her here anymore, let her die.”
“Fine, let her die. No treatment today.” The man stormed off after his words.
The woman left alone, broke down in tears, holding their child. Finally, she, too, lost her patience, left
the child on the chair, and walked away.
Violette, watching the abandoned infant, felt a pang of sorrow. She stood up, intending to pick up the
crying child.
“Don’t touch my child.” The baby’s mother ran back suddenly.
Violette watched her take away the child, deeply moved.
“Violette.”
Someone was shouting her name in the distance. She turned towards the sound, seeing Elijah running
towards her. He came up to her, gripping her arm tightly.
“Violette, Adrian’s injury is his own business, nothing to do with you. Don’t mind what others say.”
“Okay.” She looked at his somewhat pale face due to lack of sleep, and her gaze downcast. “Let's go.” This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.
He put her in the car and patiently buckled her seatbelt.
“Elijah, when are you planning to go back?” She looked at his handsome profile and asked.
He looked up at her. “We’ll go together when you’re healed.”