Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 759: Chapter 759: Surgery Saves His Life

“So annoying.” Chale Cheney grumbled.

But what can he do? He had to lower his head and continue to eat his meal silently.

Sylvan Cheney picked up his bowl, his eyebrows furrowed.

Chale wasn’t enjoying his meal, with Jasy constantly on his mind.

Jasy hadn’t eaten much, would she be hungry?

Spending time with Jasmine Yale, he felt his dependence on her was growing, feeling a sense of longing daily.

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Could this be love? Chale wondered, his head in his hands.

As he took a bite of chicken, Sylvan’s cell phone rang.

Sylvan took a glance, picked up the phone and walked to the distant balcony.

“Grandfather.”

“What’s the situation with Yolanda Fern and Chris Fern?”

“Chris attempted suicide, was resuscitated through surgery and is lying unconscious in the hospital. He might turn into a vegetative state, never waking up. As for Yolanda, she’s been on the run for a day and we haven’t found her yet.”

“How have you not found her? Don’t you have people in Landon?”

“Landon is huge, even if I had a dragnet out, it would take time to find her.”

“How did she get away? Ideally, she as a woman can’t have run far.” Spencer Childe’s voice lacked warmth.

“I’ll do my best to find her.”

“Come to room 9888 of Lake Watch Tower tonight, I have something to tell you.”

“Hmm.”

Spencer Childe didn’t sound worried; his grandson Sylvan, he trusted in his abilities.

After learning about Yolanda and Chris’ situation, he hadn’t slept all night.

Initially, when Sylvan had him confined in the courtyard, he was furious and nearly called his guard army to punish Sylvan.

But when Charles Mcintosh explained everything to him, he realized the grave mistake he made—

he had almost paid with his life trying to compensate Yolanda.

In these years, he had taken a lot of medication prescribed by Chris.

Now he realized, those were essentially slow-acting suicide pills, making his health decline day by day.

Thankfully, Sylvan discovered this in time and secretly changed his medication to harmless vitamins.

He felt like he’d been taken for a ride around the Gate of Ghosts.

Spencer Childe sighed, regretting that he had trusted Yolanda too much and had given his all to her.

Yolanda, however, wasn’t content and set her ambitions on his wealth and that batch of suicide troops.

Only now did he feel a vague fear; if he had let time go on, Yolanda might have used those troops against Sylvan, who possibly couldn’t have defended himself. @@novelbin@@

The men he had raised were ready to lose their lives.

One can’t see the whole picture when one is entangled within it.

“I’ll go to the hospital later this afternoon,” said Spencer Childe.

“To see Chris?”

“Yes, I would like to see what state Chris is in now…” Spencer Childe sighed, still unable to understand, “Have you arranged for surveillance around the hospital?”

He helped Yolanda do all these unpardonable things.

In the end, he lost even his life and fired a gun at Spencer Childe.

People, when lose their sensibilities, do unimaginable things.

“Of course,” Sylvan replied, “If Yolanda truly loves Chris, she’ll definitely find a way back to the hospital. If she was just using Chris, then she must be doing everything to escape.”

“Hmm,” Spencer Childe agreed with Sylvan, “It’s never wrong to be more vigilant.”

“Grandfather, how do you plan to deal with Chris?” Sylvan asked casually.

“We’ll see once he wakes up,” came Spencer Childe’s calm reply, devoid of joy or sorrow.

In his younger days, he had navigated many a storm.