Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 718: Chapter 718: The Last Time I Saw Her

“”Escaped?” Sylvan Cheney lifted his eyelids slightly, his thin lips parting lightly.

“Yes.”

“She won’t get far. Find her for me.”

“I’ve already dispatched people, we’re in a hurry. I heard Chris Fern had an accident?”

As she spoke, she glanced at the operation room door, her gaze lingering on it for a few seconds.

Her face was void of any noticeable expression, looking indifferent and aloof as usual.

Her makeup was on point today, and her eyes sparkled with a captivating charm at the slightest movement.

Plenty of men were staring at her as she passed by.

Lilac Serval was stunningly beautiful, to the point her every glance and gesture could take your breath away.

Like a thousand-year-old fox spirit, her beauty was spellbinding.

“Shot himself.” Sylvan spoke with a heavy tone.

Lilac took another glance at the operating room door, shot himself?

She had met Chris Fern a few times. He looked extremely young when she first saw him, as though he just turned 18 or 19.

Later, she found out he was a famed doctor with excellent skills, especially knowledgeable in the field of cardiology.

Although he was very young, he was already an expert in his field.

Lilac sighed inwardly, thinking that this was somewhat regrettable.

“Mr. Cheney…” Charles McIntosh, having completed the hospital procedures, was walking over.

Upon lifting his head, he met Lilac’s beautiful eyes and halted in his tracks.

His eyes reflected his shock and complex emotions. A vast sense of astonishment filled his constricted pupils.

The surroundings quietened abruptly; no sound could be heard in his ears.

Lilac noticed him too. Her eyes sparkled as she focused on Charles for a few seconds.

A few seconds later, she shifted her gaze.

She lifted her hand to adjust the curls hanging near her ear, curved her lips upward, and smiled at Sylvan.

“Mr. Cheney, I’m going to continue with my duties,” she said lightly.

Having said that, she swung her purse and brushed past Sylvan.

She had switched to an elegant magnolia perfume today. As she moved on, the scent spread around her, temptingly delicious.

As she went to leave, she had to unavoidably pass by Charles.@@novelbin@@

As she did, she paused briefly and greeted him in a soft voice, “Hello, Brother McIntosh.”

After her greeting, she didn’t wait for Charles to reply, kept her eyes ahead, and walked away with a determined stride.

When Charles turned his head, she was already far away.

Lilac was rather tall, and her high heels landed on the floor steadily, making a rhythmic “clunk” sound as she walked off into the distance.

The air carried the residuals of her magnolia scent, faint yet intoxicating.

As her feet carried her forward, the ends of her long hair, dyed a seductive wine red, tickled charmingly in the wind.

Her person, even viewed from behind, radiated an extreme beauty. An enchanting image that one couldn’t help but gaze at.

There was alluring charm in every feature of hers, right down to the tips of her eyelashes and hair strands.

Charles found himself in stunned silence, holding onto his bewitchment as he withdrew his gaze.

“Mr. Cheney, I’ve taken care of the procedure, and I can be on standby here,” Charles said. “The doctors anticipate the surgery could last for at least 10 hours.”

“Is his life in danger?”

“It’s hard to say, we need to wait until the bullet is removed first.”

Sylvan nodded, ready to hear that.

Charles passed Sylvan the stack of reports he was holding.

Sylvan accepted it and began to peruse the documents.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Neither of them spoke.

Charles moved his lips, as if wanting to say something, but then reconsidered.

Only after a few moments did he speak, asking lightly, “Mr. Cheney, when did you summon Lilac Serval back?”

It had been five years since he last saw her.

He remembered the last time he saw her, she was not like this.

She didn’t apply makeup or style her hair. Her eyes always held a vacant look, reminiscent of flowing water or moonlight.