"You will never get anything that is related to Mary because I will destroy them all!" Connie suddenly
turned around, ran out of the door, and threw the silver necklace out.
Under the dazzling sun, the shining silver necklace was thrown far away.
People could see its trace in the air until it finally fell and disappeared from people's sight.
Donald almost got up the moment she threw the necklace out, he ran forward in a panic, he was so
eager to catch the necklace that he almost stumbled.
He widened his eyes only to see the necklace fly in the air and then disappear...His effort was in vain
even though he tried to grab something in the air.
It seemed that no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't hold the things he wanted.
Bang!
"Dad!" Christina instinctively shouted in horror.
Donald's heavy body suddenly fell to the ground.
Connie turned around, her face gradually calmed down from the initial excitement and resentment.
Then a sense of fear surged inside her, and her body stiffened.
When the ambulance arrived, the Dickens family doctor and Mrs.Dickens also happened to come back.
Seeing the scene in front of her, the old lady was scared out of her wits and rushed to Donald's side in
panic.
"What happened?"
"What happened? Why is Donald in a coma? Why does he look so pale?"
The old lady burst into tears and screamed.
Christina's movements were very stiff.She and another nurse carefully carried Donald, her father onto
the emergency stretcher trolley.Her grandmother rushed over and shook her, who kept asking about
why and was about to cry.
Christina seemed to be unable to think at the moment and she did not speak.She just touched her
father's rough palm and she could still feel the remaining temperature in her right hand, It was cold.
Betty's eyes were red and she tried to suppress her fear, but her words were trembling.
She held Mrs.Dickens's hand and kept muttering, "It's okay.Donald will be fine..."
"How could it be okay? Why is Donald bleeding from his nostrils? Why does he lock so painful? And
he's still vomiting.What's wrong with him? He has already recovered previously.."
Mrs.Dickens cried and held Betty's hand tightly.
The two of them leaned against each other, feeling very uneasy.
Christina's face was a little cold.
She turned around and forced herself to calm down, she said to Betty, "Stay at home and look after
grandma.I'll go with the ambulance..."
Doctors and nurses saw Donald's serious condition and did not dare to delay, they immediately carried
him into the ambulance.
Christina followed them and got into the ambulance, but she was suddenly pulled down by Connie, who
was behind her.
"Connie, what do you want to do? Do you really want to kill my dad?!"
Christina was still somewhat slow, she got pulled down from the ambulance by Connie and fell to the
ground.
She got up and raised her head to scold Connie who had gotten into the ambulance.
However, Connie had already swiftly slammed the door of the ambulance shut.
The Doctors and the nurses didn't care about the argument between the two ladies.
they only cared about saving Donald's life, which was a job that every second counted.
The siren of the ambulance sounded, making people nervous.
Christina chased after the ambulance in the family doctor's car.
Betty and Mrs.Dickens also insisted on going to the hospital.
No one said anything in the car, their hearts were pounding fastly.
The ambulance stopped at a nearby hospital.
Christina couldn't follow the ambulance into the emergency passage of the hospital, so she could only
park outside and run into the hospital.
As she looked anxiously around the crowded emergency area of the hospital, she heard a doctor say
anxiously, "It's the cerebrovascular rupture and the patient keeps bleeding."
"The patient is still vomiting.Move his body and don't let the vomit suffocate him..."
"The patient's pupils are dilated and he is unconscious.Immediately schedule an operation"
Christina saw the pale Donald lying on the hospital bed and heard what the doctor said.
She felt that she was in an illusory state and felt that the hospital lights were too dazzling, everything
looked so unreal to her.
That was impossible.
Something like this could not have happened.
Her father was suddenly unconscious and his situation was so serious but he didn't even leave his last
words.
"No, please don't do that to me..."
Christina stood by the side.She did not dare to step forward.She was afraid that she would disturb the
doctor and she was afraid that she would hear bad news if she took a small step forward.
Her heart was pounding wildly, and lots of images flashed in her brain.
She did not remember how much she hated her cold father in the past, all she knew was that she did
not want to hear the bad news of her father's death, she did not want to accept such an ending.
Her resentment, whether Donald was her father, all these things didn't matter to her anymore.
She just didn't want their story to end like this.
She was afraid of bereavement, which was a thing that was out of her control, she hated the fact that
she couldn't control it, nor could she help...
In an instant, she thought of a man.
Christina did not understand why she thought of Patrick at her most desperate and helpless moment.
Before her brain gave an order, her body had already reacted.
Her trembling hand took out her phone and dialed the familiar number.
The phone kept ringing...The phone ring was like the last bit of hope in her life that she was looking
forward to.
But in the end, she only got a busy tone.
On the other side, the doctors and the nurses had already prepared an operating room and quickly
pushed her father in.
Connie did not cry, She had been running along with Donald's bed.
Christina ran over ina panic as she watched them move.
Connie suddenly shouted at the man on the bed, "Donald, you can't die.
I know that Mary didn't die in prison at all.
You sent someone to secretly get her out of the prison and send her away!"
Unable to suppress her uneasiness any longer, Connie burst into tears, "Donald, did you hear me?
Mary is not dead, she is not dead and she will come back.You can't die...Don't...Please don't die, I beg
you."
Finally, Connie knelt down limply, lowered her head, and cried in despair.
The door of the operating room was closed.
The red sign on it lit up and the operation was underway.
Christina also stood outside the operating room, she stood up straight and looked at Connie who was
kneeling at the door with mixed feelings.
Christina had never thought that this woman would cry so sadly.
At this moment, she knew that Connie was not acting.
Christina bent down trying to help her up.
"Go away!"
Connie's voice was hoarse, but she looked very arrogant.She stood up and wiped away the tears on
her face.She was like a professional actress, changing her expression in an instant as if all her grief
just now was fake.She hid her grief deep inside her heart.
"Christina, the world you imagined has collapsed.Are you in pain and despair..."
Connie seemed to return to her previous cruel character, she gritted her teeth, "I'm telling you, without
Donald and the others protecting you behind your back, your future life will be more painful and
desperate."
Christina just looked at her quietly and didn't say anything.
In front of the operating room, there were rows and rows of empty chairs.
The windows on the wall were big, the walls were painted extremely white, and the lights were
dazzling.
The whole space seemed to have been enlarged, it looked so wide that even whispers were followed
by echos.
Maybe because the space was too empty and too quiet.
Connie saw that Christina was silent and just standing in front of the operating in a daze, she suddenly
got angry at Christina's indifferent and expressionless look.
"Christina, you're not Donald's daughter.You're not the mistress of the Dickens family.Your mother had
an affair with another man.." Connie raised her voice as if she was going to provoke Christina.
"Connie, stop pretending.I know you're scared now” Christina suddenly spoke, her clear eyes looking
into Connie's eyes.
Connie was a little shocked and then she became silent.
Connie looked at Christina's beautiful and familiar face, Christina looked much more like her mother
Mary as she grew up, and Connie had more hatred towards her the more Connie looked at her face.
But now, when Connie looked at this face, to her surprise, her panicked heart slowly calmed down.
Due to their panic and resentment, a person would constantly vent their anger on another and would
retaliate against another.
Yet, that person did it just because they wanted to hide the unspeakable true feelings in their heart.
The two of them had been romantically entangled with each other for their entire lives, it was hard to
judge such a relationship.
Christina lowered her head and did not look at Connie anymore.
She muttered, "My father will be fine.."
It was in a very low voice, but it was a very, very sincere prayer.
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