Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call

Chapter 76 The Hospital

Beatrice's mind went blank, with her heart pounding and hands and feet freezing cold. She gradually regained consciousness after hearing Christian's words.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and the feeling of shock in her heart turned into intense grief. "I'm just too scared and worried. Hope Grandpa and Grandma are okay." Christian frowned, guessing that she might be suffering from depression, so he pulled up this girl who was sitting limply on the ground and settled her down on the seat next to her. She tightly held his waist with her arms. With rare strength, her arms were weak like vines, but she refused to let go.

"Christian, I'm not feeling well. My head hurts..."

Her voice was enchanting and delicate.

He frowned and subconsciously looked at Anastasia standing beside him.

There was a clear gleam in her eyes, with a bit of coldness of watching a good show without the slightest anger or jealousy.

He felt dissatisfied and pushed Beatrice away, and said with a bit of impatience in his tone, "Go back if you feel uncomfortable. No one is letting you stay."

Beatrice burst into tears, lowered her head, and bit her lip as if she had been greatly wronged.

The police were speechless.

He then asked Anastasia a few more questions, which were all thoroughly answered.

She couldn't help asking, "Is that street monitored?"

"We found the car. The license plate on it is fake, and it should have been scrapped long ago.

"The surveillance at the door is broken, and when we looked at the surveillance at the intersection, we found the suspect wearing a hat and a mask, so we couldn't see clearly..."

Christian's face turned cold.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Someone did it on purpose."

His teeth were clenched, and his face went terribly cold.

Anastasia had the same thought.

But she couldn't figure out why anyone would attack a pair of old people.

Soon, Steve rushed over. After taking a glance at Anastasia and Beatrice, he said, "Mr. Patterson, Mr. James Patterson and Mrs. Lamia Patterson are here." Christian worriedly looked at Beatrice.

She stood up quickly, her pale face trembling slightly. "I... I'll go back to the ward and see Grandpa and Grandma later."

She wasn't ready to bump into Lamia yet.

Lamia still hated her since the banquet.

Christian watched her leave in a hurry without saying anything.

However, Anastasia stood there motionless, indifferent to the arrival of Lamia and James.

Christian's eyes flickered slightly, knowing how unpleasant Lamia's words would be. He was just about to remind her to leave the room, but James and his wife had already arrived here. "Christian, how is it?"

James' face was taut and pale.

Christian replied in a cold voice, "Still in the emergency room."

The second Lamia heard those words, she turned to look at Anastasia and said with a sharp voice, "Why are you here? Don't pretend like you care. You are not welcome here. Get out." Anastasia gave her a quick and indifferent look and responded in a restrained tone, "This is hospital. I'm staying no matter if you welcome me or not."

Lamia was immediately irritated.

"You bitch! Don't you think I don't know that you are only here to please Madam Patterson, so you can be part of the Patterson family. I'll tell you..." Before she finished speaking, Christian couldn't help interrupting her, "Mom, this is hospital. No noise is allowed!"

His tone was a bit cold.

James frowned, warning, "Shut up and keep your voice down!"

Lamia's chest heaved up and down in irritation. She glared at Anastasia angrily.

Anastasia looked away and stood opposite the family.

Neither of them interfered with each other anymore.

After more than two hours, the doctors in the emergency room finally came out.

Grace was covered with tubes, and her face was pale and lifeless.

Anastasia couldn't stop thinking about the scene of Grace waving and smiling at her.

Seeing her dear grandma suffering like this, she couldn't hold the tears anymore.

The sorrow was so intense that she was almost suffocated.

This was her favorite grandma!

Christian sighed as he restrained his emotions. Watching her wiping the tears, he felt mixed feelings in his heart.

She must be upset because she still thought of herself as his wife.

He stretched out his hands involuntarily and landed them on her shoulder to hug her...