Silence befell the ward after I left. Only the beeping sound of the devices resounded in the air. Christopher walked over to the window. “Now, can you tell me the reason you sent her away?” he asked coldly, turning around after confirming that I left in the car.
“Can you not? Yvonne just left and I’m still a patient. Stop scaring me like that.” Lucas leaned against the headboard, glanced at Christopher’s cold face, and said half-jokingly, “Judging from her personality, it’s better if she doesn’t know certain matters. But you’re different. You’re the son of the Lane family, the head of Lane Corporation, and a soldier from the special forces. You can do something about it if you know the truth.”
“What do you mean? Did you lie to Eve?” As quick-witted as Christopher, he instantly caught the crux of Lucas’ words.
Lucas shrugged and smiled. “Well, it’s a white lie, so you can’t say that I’m lying. She should keep being dense and live a carefree life. After all, a sad expression doesn’t suit her well.”
Christopher frowned. He had a feeling that Lucas was going to say something unpleasant. It was most probably related to Mark’s businesses at the border. “Just say it. Stop beating around the bush.”
“Okay. You might not sense the severity of the issue if I don’t tell you the highlight.” As soon as he said that, he took a document from the drawer and handed it to Christopher, signaling him to flip through it. “Take a look at this and we’ll continue the conversation after that.”
Christopher opened the document dubiously and his pupil constricted instantly upon reading the contents inside. This time, he failed to maintain his composure as he couldn’t help but widen his eyes in disbelief.
On the 23rd of July, patient Isabelle Anderson was knocked on her chest by a heavy item, leaving her with two broken ribs. One of them stabbed her lung, and she was rushed to the emergency room and survived. There was also a fracture in her left shin due to an external blow. She was suspected of being subjected to domestic violence and required hospitalization.
The date on the first record was enough to make him raise his head and look at Lucas in shock. In the next instant, he lowered his head and continued reading.
To Christopher’s surprise, the thick document was full of Isabelle’s detailed treatment histories, including when and why she got hospitalized, how bad was her injuries, how long it took for her to recover, and what medicine she had.
Her suffering from inner bleeding after getting beaten up was a routine occurrence. The most severe one was when she went into a coma and almost died because her head was brutally hit. At that time, she was unconscious for one whole week and could only recover after three months.
As for the broken ribs and wounds on her body, they were not worth mentioning at all. For her, getting injured was nothing out of the ordinary.
Christopher couldn’t recover from the shock after he finished reading the document. I thought of many possibilities, but not this. The relationship between Mark and Isabelle is far different from the definition of a loving couple. How did she manage to live such a tragic life for over ten years? It’s a miracle that she’s still alive.
“Where did you get this information? What on earth is going on here?” Christopher couldn’t help but ask.
“I know several good doctors since I always get sick and stay in the hospital. Coincidentally, one of them was treating Aunt Isabelle when I visited him. He was also her doctor for quite some time. As long as I can pay for it, I can know anything I want.”
Lucas raised his chin and gave a smirk. It was a hostile expression that not even I got to witness before.
“It’s apparent that Aunt Isabelle isn’t living a happy life. All we have seen before is just a perfect act that Mark Goldstein put on. Now, can we finally talk about our partnership?”
