Chapter: 827
Damon continued, “Don’t you believe me? When I was heading here, do you know what he told me? That if only his death could
validate his honesty, he’d embrace it willingly! He coughed up blood earlier today.
The doctor mentioned that he’s in critical condition and there’s concern he might not survive the surgery. Don’t you believe me
now?
Please! I’m begging you!”
Couldn’t make it through the surgery...
Was his condition that dire?
Although Tyrone’s constant attention irked her, she never wished harm upon him.
A whirlpool of emotions churned inside Sabrina as she bit her lip and cast her eyes downward, clutching the fabric of her sleeve.
Had she misjudged Tyrone?
Before she could voice her thoughts, Jennie burst from a room, her eyes wide and anxious, searching Damon’s. “Did Uncle
Tyrone really cough up blood? What’s wrong?”
Recognizing her as Tyrone’s niece, Damon informed her gently, “He’s been admitted due to a severe stomach bleed.”
“A stomach bleed? How bad is it?” Concern painted Jennie’s face an even paler shade.
“It’s very serious. The doctors might even have to perform surgery to remove his stomach.”
Jennie’s imagination painted a terrifying picture, causing her to tremble. Grasping Sabrina’s hand, she pleaded, “Uncle Tyrone
drank all night during the party. Can we please visit him at the hospital?”
Damon urged, “Sabrina, remember you were once married. Do you really want to see him suffer Like this?”
Inhaling deeply, Sabrina nodded at Jennie, her voice soft. “Let’s dress up and visit your uncle.“
“Yay!” Jennie immediately ran back to her room to change her clothes.
Sabrina shifted to the side and gestured for Damon to pass, saying, “Wait for us in the Living room.”
*m not going in. I’d rather wait by the door.”
“Fine then.”
Returning to her room, Sabrina quickly changed and reappeared alongside Jennie.
“Let’s go.” Damon made his way to the elevator, hitting the descent button.
They eventually halted at the entrance of the hospital building.